Once upon a time there was a greedy snake.

Chapter 256 Casaloran, Withering

For those who truly want to fight, a declaration of war is often just a formality.

Just like now, regardless of whether the evil giant serpent agreed or not, Casaloron has already charged over—after all, he has already issued a challenge, declared it a contest, a duel, so it doesn't matter how it ends.

Of course, the only requirement is that he cannot be killed; this is also a restriction imposed on him by the god of courage.

The reason is that this serpent is currently the leader of this region, which has only recently been unified. If they, as the chosen ones of the God of Courage, were to kill this ancient serpent, it would make things extremely troublesome. Simply put, the God of Courage wants to fill the people here with courage, not to create a group of enemies who would turn to worship the God of Mystery.

Of course, for the God of Courage, having more enemies is no big deal, but losing a group of warriors with great potential would be a huge loss for him.

"This is also a huge loss for your compatriots."

The oracle of the god of courage resounded once again in Casaloron's heart.

"So we must not kill this snake, at least not now."

"understood."

Casaloron could understand the God of Courage's meaning, but even without killing it, he had plenty of ways to make this evil serpent suffer.

After all, he learned a lot during his countless battles in the Star Sea.

"Then let me show you... hmm?"

Just as Casaloron was about to draw the spear from his back, he suddenly froze.

Casalon almost burst out laughing.

It was only because the ancient snake's movements not far ahead were so comical. Just looking at the way its body was lying on the ground and twisting and turning was simply too funny.

Although he could tell that the evil serpent seemed to be doing something like sit-ups, it was clear that none of these movements were successful—which was the main reason for Casaloran's sneer, simply because the evil serpent was so incredibly stupid.

"Did you decide to train your body only after hearing the challenge? Or did you only think of becoming stronger after confronting the God of Destruction?"

Whatever the reason, it only reveals the folly of this evil ancient serpent. After all, becoming stronger isn't something that can be achieved by simply twisting a few times—even Casaloron himself had to go through countless battles before embarking on the path of a warrior and acquiring his current formidable power.

Yes, although Casaloran had called himself a warrior before he left this planet, he only realized how far he was from being a true warrior after he actually ventured into the starry sky.

This is not a matter of strength or weakness, but a matter of choosing a direction.

Although many races in the Star Sea possess various strange abilities, they can generally be divided into three basic categories: the way of the warrior, which excels in the body; the way of the mage, which excels in the mind; and the way of the wizard, which excels in the soul.

Of course, this is not a fixed path. The three paths intertwine, resulting in a variety of abilities, but ultimately, they still cannot be separated from these three paths themselves.

Casaloron, on the other hand, chose the ultimate path of a warrior amidst the stars.

This is also the path chosen by most of the God of Courage. Although they are often all-rounders and develop in a balanced way, compared to those mages who distort consciousness and use all kinds of incredible abilities, or wizards who manipulate souls and kill people invisibly, they still prefer to be warriors who wield greatswords and enjoy the joy of flying flesh and blood.

However, compared to other warriors, Casaloron is even more extreme.

Just like it is now.

"The evil serpent! Here I come!"

With a roar, Casaloran drew his javelin from his back. The murderous intent overflowing in his soul provided a surge of power to his consciousness. His unparalleled will drove his body, concentrating all his strength into the javelin—undoubtedly, this was a fatal blow. Even the terrifying behemoths scattered across the planets of the Star Sea would not be able to withstand such a ferocious attack.

Of course, in order to obey the oracle of the god of courage, Casaloron did not choose to aim for vital points.

However, for Casaloron, who is known as the "Beast Hunter" and the "God Slayer," it is actually more dangerous when he doesn't aim for vital organs.

Simply because that meant he didn't want the battle to end so quickly.

He will spread even more pain.

"Feel! My power!"

One spear after another was hurled by Casaloron, each carrying the terrifying power to split mountains and shatter rocks—this is not an exaggeration, but a true description that could pierce through mountains.

It was as if one huge hole after another had been blasted into the mountaintop not far away, and even the ground had been blasted into a large crater filled with smoke and dust.

However, the giant snake was still writhing on the ground, and even the huge craters blasted out by the spears had been smoothed out.

Clearly, these deadly attacks failed to achieve any effect.

"how is this possible?"

Casaloron's brow furrowed instantly.

Impossible, absolutely impossible. His spears have never missed, especially since he threw so many... How could this be? How did the giant snake dodge them?

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

Taking a deep breath, Casaloran drew his spear once more.

This time, it wasn't the previous fierce storm; Casaloran had even closed his eyes, and his breathing had become barely perceptible.

Immediately afterwards, a beam of light arrived.

In an instant, the light struck the giant serpent. This was the fastest speed Kassalon could throw. At this moment, he was almost ignoring the warning from the God of Courage and only wanted to pin the evil giant serpent to the ground with a single spear thrust!

But at that very moment, the thick snake tail rose up.

The thick serpent's tail rose, and its massive form brushed past the light that descended from the sky—and then, Casaloron sensed something even faster returning.

"That is……"

Casalon glanced at his chest instinctively.

The familiar spear had already plunged straight into the handle.

"Varied……"

Casalon's body immediately fell from mid-air, his fate unknown.

This also made him the first senior general to be seriously wounded in this battle.

(End of this chapter)