Once upon a time there was a greedy snake.

Chapter 173 The Descent of the Sun God
The war priest Matt Perry personally gave the order that this time even Senette could not save Habisa.

So Habisa could only follow those priests all the way to the magnificent temple. It was at this moment that Habisa saw more young priests like him – most of them had excited expressions on their faces, clearly expecting something.

However, they did not whisper among themselves, because an even larger figure was standing at the very front of the temple. That giant-like, imposing figure was undoubtedly the war priest, Matt Perry himself.

"Is...a war about to break out?"

As Habisa mingled in the crowd, this thought suddenly came to mind. Looking at the young priests around him, their faces were clearly filled with a fervent desire for battle. Combined with the news he had heard from Sennet about the war of the gods, Habisa already had a guess in his mind.

"Gathering all the young priests now, isn't this a sign that we're about to launch a full-scale attack on the Serpent God's empire?!"

Habisa made his judgment.

Unfortunately, he was not the perceptive Setka, and his judgment was far less accurate.

To everyone's surprise, the war priest Matt Peri did not say anything about the battle. Instead, he instructed all the young priests to close their eyes and sincerely recite the prayers praising the sun god.

"……That's it?"

Habisa was somewhat taken aback.

And on the faces of the young priests around him, an undisguised look of disappointment flashed across their faces.

Did you call everyone over just for this little thing?
However, the person before them was, after all, the war priest Matt Peri, the messenger of the sun god descended to earth. Even if they had the greatest complaints, they dared not utter any objections at this moment—moreover, there was nothing to complain about. They were priests of the sun god, and reciting the sun god's prayers was simply what they were supposed to do.

Then, as Matt Perry waved his hand, everyone immediately began to chant in unison.

"Great Horus, king of the sky, your golden wings pierce the morning mist!"

"You are the eye of the sky, your light piercing through the gloom of chaos!"

"Your eagle eyes are watching over every inch of land on both sides of the great river!"

"Evil vanishes like sand under your gaze!"

This is the most common prayer, filled with praise for the supreme power of the sun god, and as it is recited again and again, the priests' expressions become increasingly devout.

Of course, most priests are genuinely devout, after all, they are believers in the sun god, but a few are just pretending to be devout, such as Habisa, who is also reciting a prayer.

If it were the old Hapisa, he might have sincerely praised the sun god, but now, Hapisa can only say that he believes in the serpent god more than the ethereal sun god.

At least, the serpent god had indeed appeared before him.

The serpent god not only appeared before him, but also patiently listened to his past experiences. After listening to them, the serpent god even gave him a notebook and a pen, which meant that he had no reason to betray the serpent god.

As for the sun god that people are currently praising...

Does the sun god really exist?

Habisa couldn't help but think this.

Although both Sennet and the other priests claimed that their sun god had killed the serpent god through a sneak attack, Habisa preferred to believe that these stories were fabrications. While Habisa didn't know the full extent of the sun god's power, he had personally witnessed the serpent god's immense size. The serpent god couldn't have been killed so easily, or rather, he refused to believe it.

so……

"These priests of the sun god said that the snake god's death was kept secret, but now it seems that they themselves are the ones who did something similar... The so-called sun god may not exist at all, and it is a lie they made up to boost morale on the front lines."

This idea is actually a bit like shooting the arrow before drawing the target; at this moment, Habisa would rather believe that the sun god does not exist than believe that something happened to the serpent god.

However, Habisa soon realized that his judgment had been wrong again.

It was because, in his sight, a young priest suddenly opened his eyes after a shiver, his gaze as sharp as a hawk's.

"Finally, I can get some fresh air!"

The seemingly ordinary young priest suddenly stretched and then started walking towards Matt Perry.

“You did a good job. I thought I wasn’t going to make it back this time… Well done, Matt Perry.”

"It is my honor."

Faced with the seemingly ordinary priest, Matt Perry immediately knelt on one knee.

Matt Perry didn't care at all, even in front of all the young priests.

The seemingly ordinary priest, though his aura was very weak, was exuding a powerful aura that quickly solidified as the crocodile knelt down—a scorching aura, carrying the pride of the sun, was as if the sun god himself had descended to earth!
No, there's no need for anything.

The one descending into the temple now is clearly the sun god himself.

However, the sun god himself was still very weak at the moment, so the other priests continued to chant prayers and praise the sun god's earth-shattering power. With these continuous praises, the sun god's aura gradually became more and more imposing.

It was as if the sun had actually set on the ground.

Under that scorching aura that felt almost tangible, one of the priests finally couldn't hold on any longer and collapsed, melting into the ground—this wasn't a description of collapsing, but rather a literal melting.

As Habisa watched the priest, unable to hold on any longer, gradually sink into the paving stones beneath his feet, his pupils suddenly contracted.

"Are they... using us as fuel?"

Habiza was immediately terrified.

This was undoubtedly the most dangerous moment of his life. A slight misstep could have resulted in him dying on the spot, just like the priest from before. He couldn't even fight back, because no one was allowed to carry weapons in this sacred temple.

A swordsman without a sword can do nothing.

He could only watch helplessly as one young priest after another fell to the ground, dissolved into the earth, and became part of the fuel.

Before him, in the very center of the hall, the sun god, having absorbed the fuel, became even more scorching and dazzling.

(End of this chapter)