Once upon a time there was a greedy snake.

Chapter 367 A Glimpse

Faced with the charging giant serpent, the wolf-headed swordsman Gekala simply gripped his greatsword tightly.

Theoretically speaking, he had absolutely no chance of winning, given the vast difference in strength between them—it was like heaven and earth. But at this moment, he was surprisingly calm, even accepting all possible consequences.

It was precisely because of this peaceful state of mind that he even began to observe the rushing giant snake.

The giant serpent's face was filled with the anger of being provoked. Clearly, the behemoth did not accept the provocation of the weak. The ancient behemoth was prepared to crush all the insects that dared to invade it with its overwhelming power.

"But it was just anger."

The wolf-headed swordsman shook his head.

He certainly had reason to shake his head. After all, even the most rudimentary warriors knew that anger was the lowest form of emotion. A sword driven by anger could not cut anything. The only purpose of such a sweeping, powerful stance was to expose one's weaknesses.

"So, you're just like this after all."

Thinking of this, the wolf-headed swordsman Gekala suddenly felt a little dazed.

He used to look up to this giant snake, but now, after strengthening his resolve, the giant snake before him seemed no different from any other ordinary giant beast—even though the snake was incredibly fast, it appeared so slow to him.

He could clearly see the giant snake's movements, and even its expression.

Has the giant snake become weaker?

Obviously not. Compared to when they first met, the giant snake now displayed a much more formidable power. Its body, flying in the sky, exuded an aura of overwhelming force, capable of swallowing ten of them without a problem.

But now, even when facing an even more powerful giant serpent, Gekala surprisingly showed no fear.

He is not afraid.

Simply because, after making up one's mind, after clearly knowing what one wants to do.

He is no longer the person he once was.

"I have become stronger now."

Holding his greatsword, Gekkar's face was ashen.

"It's even gotten so strong that even you..."

Before he could finish speaking, Gekala felt a sudden jolt in his heart.

That was an instinctive reaction born from the brink of life and death, a warrior's most acute intuition—even though he was already absolutely certain of victory.

But just now, he felt as if something had slipped from his hands.

It was at this moment that he even heard a sigh.

"How can you……"

It was that unfamiliar consciousness.

That unfamiliar being gave him power, weapons and equipment, everything he wanted, and even the most crucial and important thing: information about the God of Courage.

Indeed, Gekala knew that the strange being was using him, trying to use him to kill the giant serpent. But in any case, the fact that this thing was willing to approach him meant that the other party truly believed that he had the ability to kill the giant serpent.

But now, he clearly felt that the stranger no longer trusted him.

"What's going on here?"

Gekala suddenly seemed confused.

"What did I do wrong?"

"You shouldn't have..."

Before the unfamiliar being could fully transmit its consciousness, the ferocious giant serpent lunged at him. Gekala instinctively swung his greatsword, a reflex honed countless times. Perhaps among many warriors he wasn't the best swordsman, but this was the one he was most confident in.

In other words, when he wields this sword, he will be at his strongest...

"boom!"

Before the sword light could even flash, the giant tail descending from the sky had already slammed Gekkar into the ground.

The sudden, heavy blow left the wolf-headed swordsman dizzy. Even though his armor prevented him from being seriously injured, the cognitive damage was far more severe.

He should have won. He was the one who swung his sword first. He was already this strong. He should have been able to defeat that giant serpent.

How could this be? How is this possible...?

"Am I not the stronger one?"

At this moment, all that remained in Gekala's heart was confusion.

"Why? I'm the one who's..."

But Gekala had no time to think, for its long tail, which had been raised, had fallen once more.

Once, twice, three times, five times—this could hardly be called a fight anymore. Gekala didn't even have a chance to fight back before he was driven into the ground like a nail.

Along with that greatsword.

Only after the last bit of the helmet's protrusion was smashed into the mud did the giant snake's long tail slowly descend.

"Scared me!"

Du Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

This was absolutely the most dangerous battle he had ever fought, without a doubt. When the wolf-headed swordsman raised his sword, he even thought he was going to be cleaved in two. Although he had always been quite confident in the defensive capabilities of his snake scales, his intuition started to scream when he saw that greatsword.

Although he couldn't discern the material of the greatsword, there was no doubt that it was powerful enough to cut through his scales and even cleave his body.

Therefore, he had to strike first.

Driven by fear, he didn't even care about the difference in strength. At that moment, all he knew was that if he didn't get rid of the wolf-headed swordsman, the greatsword would leave indelible wounds on his body. So he didn't even give the most basic greeting before swinging his long tail and smashing him repeatedly.

Fortunately, he still managed to do it.

Despite being the weaker party, he survived the perilous situation once again.

"Father, what's wrong?"

At that moment, a wooden figure grew out of the ground beside them.

The Seed of Creation, which had already been uprooted, had long since reconciled with the planet and would not easily take root again. The reason it appeared here so quickly by taking root was because the situation was extremely urgent.

Clearly, the way Du Yi took off from the spot was quite terrifying, especially since the Seed of Creation had no idea what had happened and naturally had to come and check it out quickly.

However, Du Yi did not intend to let the Seed of Creation know anything.

Fighting and killing are for adults; children are too young to be led astray.

So Du Yi found an excuse.

“I was just playing with him. He wanted to be buried in the ground and experience what it felt like to be a tree.”

With that, Du Yi left with the Seed of Creation.

"By this time next year, it will have grown out of the ground."

(End of this chapter)