Once upon a time there was a greedy snake.

Chapter 161 The Snake God Was Right

By the time Habisa came to his senses, it was all over.

The invisible wall formed by interwoven sword light tore apart all the scarabs in front of it, and then pushed forward, crushing the young priest to pieces. However, this dangerous sword light disappeared without a trace before it shattered the wall, which shows the superb control of the person wielding the sword.

But Habisa, the one wielding the sword, had no idea how he controlled it. He didn't even know how he created that wall of sword light.

"It seems like I just keep swinging like this, then swinging like this again, and then swinging like this again..."

Habisa recalled the actions just now. It seemed like there was nothing to it; he just seemed to be swinging his sword continuously.

He was simply focusing on swinging each sword strike carefully.

Since it's possible to kill even gods if it's done, and this is something the gods themselves acknowledged, something the great serpent god said himself—that's just a scarab beetle, there's no reason it couldn't be killed.

It's just that there are more scarabs; he only needs to increase the number of times he swings his sword.

As long as he swings his sword fast enough, those scarabs will have no chance of touching him.

At that moment, only this simplest thought remained in his mind.

And so he did it.

At the critical moment of life and death, he had no time to think too much. Since a way out was presented to him, he had no choice but to risk his life for it. Whether this way out would allow him to live was no longer within his consideration. At that moment, even thinking for a second would mean certain death.

Habisa never expected that he would actually survive.

Not only did he survive, he also managed to kill his opponent.

"This……"

At this moment, Habisa did not even feel any joy of victory; the image of the young priest was completely absent from his mind.

Simply because the figure currently lingering in his mind is far too immense and far too wise.

"So... the Snake God was right after all!"

At this moment, Habisa had a deeper understanding of the previous conversation.

When he met the serpent god, asking that foolish question was an accident. As for the serpent god's answer about how gods could really be killed, Habisa had always thought it had nothing to do with him. But now, Habisa suddenly realized what that question and the serpent god's answer really meant.

Even gods can be killed, so divine magic can be killed as well, not to mention the priests who wield it.

Since even gods can be killed, it means that nothing is immune to death.

"It's simply a matter of what methods I use and what price I pay..."

Thinking of this, Habisa couldn't help but give a wry smile.

The pain in my right arm had already spread.

Although Habisa himself did not know how he managed to use such inhuman swordsmanship, using such inhuman swordsmanship naturally came at a price—just like now, his right arm was suddenly bleeding profusely even though he had not suffered any external injury.

His body was completely exhausted, and he was almost on the verge of collapse.

But Habisa still gritted his teeth and persevered. Having come down from the battlefield, he knew very well that compared to wielding a sword and fighting, the most dangerous moment was the serious injury he was now suffering after the battle. Habisa instinctively tore off his old clothes and was about to use the strips of cloth to bandage his wounds.

But when Habisa saw the exquisite long dress lying on the ground not far away, he decisively threw away the strip of cloth in his hand and went over to tear the dress apart.

The old cloth was too dirty, and it would easily cause infection if used to bandage the wound. Now that there was such a clean and tidy cloth, why not use it? After that, Hapisa realized that he could make use of the surrounding environment, so he simply barged into the kitchen, grabbed the cured meat and flatbread and stuffed them into his mouth.

Whether it was salty or not was no longer important to Habisa at this moment. Driven by his survival instinct, he ate voraciously to replenish his lost strength—his savage eating manner was almost inhuman, more like that of a severely wounded wild beast. Severely wounded wild beasts are the most dangerous, because at this point, they will immediately fight to the death at the slightest disturbance.

Just like it is now.

"who!"

Upon hearing the noise, Habisa immediately stood up, his blood-stained bronze sword already in his left hand.

Although his right hand can no longer hold a sword, his left hand can still kill at will.

Moreover, it was just killing a woman.

You'd better pretend you didn't see anything.

Habisa's expression was unpleasant as he looked at Hatorlunu's wife, who had just emerged from the bathroom.

Although he said this, Habisa was already prepared to kill him, even if it would cause him to fall out with the war-mongering priest Hatorlunu. But compared to the certain death after being reported, he could always find a way to kill the war-mongering priest as well.

In life-or-death situations, the simplest and most direct solution is often the most effective.

Even if it has some unforeseen consequences afterward, at least for now, this swift and decisive approach will allow him to survive.

“I’m not Sethka, after all; I’m not that smart.”

"All I can rely on is the sword in my hand."

"And the wisdom that the Serpent God bestowed upon me to sever everything... Hmm?"

Just as Habisa was assessing the next steps and preparing to strike,

The wife of the supervising priest Hatorlunu actually walked up to the sword's edge.

“I really wanted to pretend I didn’t see anything, but you were like a wounded lion…”

Hatorlunu's wife looked into Habisa's eyes, her gaze filled with something indescribable.

"How powerful, how dangerous... To achieve this level without relying on any divine magic, using only your physical body, you are absolutely the most powerful man I have ever seen."

"...Eat?"

Habisa was a little stunned for a moment.

The current developments are far beyond his expectations.

But what happened next far exceeded his expectations.

This was because Hathorunu's wife suddenly lunged at him.

……

When Habisa came to his senses, it was already the next morning. He didn't remember how he ended up in the soft bed. He just felt like his whole body was about to fall apart, as if he had been trampled by ten thousand lions.

So was last night's fight really that intense? He clearly remembers that he was only injured in his right arm, right?
Meanwhile, by his pillow, the wife of the war priest Hatorlunu had already dressed and even prepared breakfast for him.

"You are the strongest man I have ever seen... You are simply amazing!"

"How could someone like you end up on the front lines? I'll write to Father right away and ask him to transfer you back!"

(End of this chapter)