Once upon a time there was a greedy snake.

Chapter 160 Visualizing the Ancient Serpent
If it weren't Habisa here, but the astute Setka, then before accepting this task... no, even upon returning to their side, they would immediately realize that the secret of life points was no longer exclusive to those blessed by the serpent god.

After all, they really wanted to make a show of surrender and tell everything they knew without reservation.

Even though they left the most crucial monocle blessed by the serpent god in the south, given the strength of the sun god priests—who could even create divine spells that increased levels and experience—adding another element, life points, to their spells wouldn't be too difficult.

However, Habisa clearly lacked this insight. During this time, all he could think about was making a great contribution to get his notebook and charcoal pencil back—and the way he wanted to make that contribution was even more shocking to his values.

This directly led to Habisa making the mistake of believing he could ambush the young priest from the very beginning.

It was just something I didn't expect, just a lack of information.

But Habisa will pay a heavy price for this.

"Judging from your expression, are you planning to attack me?"

Holding the amulet, the young priest chuckled.

"As expected, you traitors are all untrustworthy... Then let me, in the glory of the sun god, purify you, you traitor!"

As he spoke, the young priest actually raised his hand, bit his fingertip, and smeared the blood onto the scarab amulet!
In just a moment, a large number of scarabs that appeared out of nowhere formed a black curtain in front of Habisa.

Divine magic, even the most orthodox sun god magic.

Habisa's forehead immediately broke out in a cold sweat.

If the opponent uses a weapon, whether it's a sword, spear, axe, scimitar, or even a bow and arrow or throwing knife, Habisa still has ways to deal with it.

But if it were replaced with divine magic...

Habissa has never dealt with something like this before.

What should have been a one-sided battle turned into a one-sided affair in another form—no matter how powerful Habisa was as a warrior, he was completely suppressed the moment it came to divine magic.

Faced with swarms of scarabs, what could he do with only a bronze sword in his hand?
He can kill an enemy with one sword, but how many scarabs can he kill with one sword?

If even one scarab beetle gets on his body, he's doomed. Those terrifying scarabs will immediately burrow into his flesh and begin to devour him—they'll even roam all over his body until they've eaten him up until only an empty shell remains.

Being eaten alive by scarabs is a form of punishment known as "insect devouring," and it was one of the methods used by the priests of the sun god to punish those who committed heinous crimes.

"Dead."

Habisa's face already showed a look of despair and death.

No matter how skilled he was, he was still just an ordinary warrior, and an ordinary warrior could not possibly withstand divine magic.

Just like the ups and downs of his adventures, just like the many changes in his life, Habisa never expected that his death could come so suddenly.

The scarabs, under the young priest's control, surged forward like a tidal wave.

Habisa knew perfectly well that he should do something, but under the fear of death, he couldn't help but recall his past. It's said that when people are near death, they recall happy memories; this is a natural reaction of the brain, and happy memories can make the approach of death seem less painful.

Just like Habissa is now.

In that brief moment, Habisa's entire life seemed to flash through his mind—the joy of learning to write for the first time, the longing to become a priest for the first time. At that time, although his life was still very difficult, he was full of expectations for the future. Until the moment he entered the examination hall, he still believed that as long as he could fluently write the prayer praising the sun god, he would definitely become a priest and continue to contribute to the glory of the sun god.

Unfortunately, he never became a priest.

After that came the joy of becoming a warrior for the first time. Although he did not become a priest, he was at least a glorious warrior who could fight for the glory of the sun god. Although the training process was quite arduous, he watched his experience points accumulate little by little and was filled with anticipation for the future.

He fought, he clashed, he made a name for himself, and even raised his own army... At that time, he truly believed that as long as he continued to fight, he would be remembered by more people, and even by more future generations, as a glorious warrior.

Unfortunately, it seems he was ultimately unable to continue fighting for the glory of the sun god.

Why, why does it always seem like things don't go as planned?

The brain's instinctive near-death response seemed to have gone awry; those memories that should have been happy actually led to a painful end for Hapisa—although the initial happiness did indeed intoxicate Hapisa for a time, the ensuing pain only made Hapisa more aware.

And in this intertwining of life and death, Habisa once again saw a new memory.

That was probably the most memorable moment of his life. Although he was quite panicked at the time, when the enormous serpent god, as big as a mountain, actually lowered his head to answer his questions, when the great serpent god, feared by all, actually listened attentively to his past... when he received the exercise book and pen from Setka's hands, that was a moment he would never forget.

"yes……"

The enormous figure that appeared in his mind actually brought Habisa back to his senses from that illusory bliss, because his mind was still reeling from that deafening answer.

"If you can do it, you can even kill a god..."

"What did you say?"

Across from the beetle tide, the young priest's brows furrowed sharply.

As a priest, he had an instinctive sensitivity to such blasphemous words—talking about killing a god was simply too rebellious.

However, at that moment, the young priest suddenly saw a flash of sword light.

A flash of sword light pierced through the beetle wall and reflected in his vision.

Then came the second, the third... More and more sword lights appeared, faster and faster. The countless sword lights converged in one place and actually cleaved out a wall of sword light!
Are you kidding me?! This is something no human could possibly do!

"you……"

Before the young priest could say anything, the wall of sword light had already pushed towards him.

(End of this chapter)