Once upon a time there was a greedy snake.

Chapter 241 Blood Warband
They didn't just talk the talk; they were going to become the snake god's sharpest sword.

Just as they had done in their pursuit of pleasure, they were equally decisive in finding their enemies. They couldn't wait to wash away their humiliation with the blood of their enemies. Fortunately, fate was indeed on their side, and the Serpent God did indeed have an enemy.

They were the chosen champions who fell from the sky. Although they were clearly not qualified to be enemies of the Serpent God, they did declare war on the Serpent God at least some time ago. Even before declaring war, they had already begun to break into Tatunbutori and kill people.

Although not many people died in that riot, there were still a few casualties. Moreover, they hadn't done anything to these chosen champions before, and had even warmly invited them to participate in the daily tournament.

"How wicked! These tin men are absolutely wicked!"

The more they thought about it, the more indignant they became. These chosen champions were not only enemies of the serpent god, but had long been enemies of the Tatunbuto people.

"Kill! Kill them all!"

This newly formed Bloodstained Legion issued its first kill order.

Yes, Blood Legion, that's the name they gave themselves. As for the origin of the name, it's naturally because they bleed when they sign their names—and this has become the core of this legion. They not only want to drain the enemy's blood, but also, in order to achieve this goal, they are willing to drain their own blood.

However, if they only have such intentions, they will definitely not be able to accomplish anything. After all, they know that those chosen champions have considerable combat power. If they just rely on their strength and rush over mindlessly, they will only be throwing their lives away.

"They even help them level up."

The first person to sign his name, a member of the enforcement team, pointed out this easily overlooked blind spot.

Yes, just as they can level up through experience, the Chosen Champions can do the same. If they just throw their lives away, it will only give the Chosen Champions a source of experience, and they will become even stronger.

"So... at the very least, we need to become stronger first."

This is also the most urgent thing for the Blood Warband to do.

As for the ways to become stronger, there are only three.

The first, and best, option is to receive divine food, a treasure that directly increases experience. Once consumed, one will visibly become stronger. However, it is clear that such a treasure is not always available, and given their current sinful state, they are not worthy of such treatment.

The second option, of course, is to buy a set of weapons and equipment first. This is the most urgent thing. After all, many of them were originally just civilians. Let alone weapons and armor, they didn't even have a spear at home. Suddenly, when it was said that there was going to be a war and who they were going to fight, the only things they could use as weapons were the hoes at home and the stones on the ground.

Fortunately, this wasn't a big deal. Some of them weren't civilians. For example, the leader of the enforcement team, although not wealthy and unable to provide weapons and armor for the rest of the band, could at least bring out a few old short swords he had used to arm his brothers in the band.

After everyone pieced things together, the group finally started to resemble a real battle group. Although not everyone was armored, at least everyone had a sword or spear.

And after that, there is the third type.

That is, leveling up.

Only by raising their level can they be qualified to fight against those chosen champions. However, it is obvious that in this era where there is no real war, leveling up is already a difficult task. But this does not matter to them. Even though the experience provided by ordinary sparring is quite limited compared to fighting on the battlefield, they believe that they can accumulate experience little by little.

Thus, with this in mind, the newly formed Blood Warband began training day and night. This was not just a figure of speech, but a physical act of training day and night. They no longer regarded their own lives as their own; they only regarded their bodies as tools to complete training. As long as they could hone their combat skills and improve their levels, they were even willing to risk their lives, even if it meant dying on the training ground.

Then they really died, after all, the human body has its limits.

But the existence of the underworld allowed them to transcend their limits, and after the four priests performed a ritual to summon their souls, they came back to life.

"What's going on? Why are they going to go this far?"

Among the four priests, Melk of Libra couldn't help but mutter something while conducting the resurrection ceremony.

"How could he have died so quickly?"

Although it was just a brief complaint, the Blood Chapter warriors who heard it couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts.

Clearly, the four priests still harbored prejudice against them, thinking they were just playing around and indulging in pleasure—even though they were practicing diligently for training, they had even transformed the former Temple of Elysium into a training ground, and they didn't even value their own lives...

"Wait a minute?"

Just as the warriors of the battle group were about to fall into despair because of this complaint, the law enforcement officer who was the first to step forward suddenly thought of something.

"Who said we can only train? Can't we fight like this?"

"...?"

Upon hearing this, the other members of the Blood Warband suddenly realized the blind spot in the matter.

It seems that's really the case. They can be resurrected after they die. In other words, even when they are sparring, they can freely use lethal force against their opponents. Sparring where they can use lethal force is the same as going into battle to kill the enemy.
Anyway, you can be resurrected after you die, and you can die again after you come back to life. The dead will know where the most fatal wounds are, and thus know how to avoid attacks. As for the living... that experience itself is already the best reward.

With this in mind, the intensity of the Blood Warband's training sessions suddenly increased, with more than half of the members being killed every day. If the training intensity was extremely high, there would be only one or two people left after an afternoon of training.

Then comes the resurrection time.

"So what exactly are you guys doing?"

The four priests were already numb. Even if they could carry out the resurrection ritual, they couldn't keep up with the daily deaths of a batch of people. Moreover, this was not a small number; hundreds of people died at a time. Didn't they have anything else to do?

"You will know soon."

The first legion commander of the Blood Warband, the first member of the enforcement team to step forward, said these words to the four priests when he came back to life.

“We will wash away our sins with our blood, and you are our witness.”

(End of this chapter)