Once upon a time there was a greedy snake.

Chapter 228 The Consequences of Knowing Too Much

Three days later, the law enforcement team of the Serpent God City cracked a major murder case. The murderer was Nutba, the famous "Carpenter Immortal" in the city.

When Setka led his men into Nutba's courtyard, he could hardly believe what he was seeing. He had seen many people kill each other to level up, but he had never seen such a gruesome scene before, where human bodies and wood were hammered together to make furniture.

However, compared to the process of capturing Nobuta, the things in the yard are nothing.

At the beginning, when the law enforcement team learned that they were going to arrest just a "carpenter immortal", they were shocked, but in reality they didn't take it too seriously. After all, no matter what, the carpenter immortal was only good at carpentry. If they really got into a fight, he might not be as good as these warriors.

However, when they actually started working together, they realized that this carpentry master was not only skilled in carpentry.

When the chariot loaded with crossbow bolts was driven out, the soldiers of the enforcement team were stunned. Before they could even react, four of them were crushed to death on the spot. Then, a volley of crossbow bolts came down, and the remaining six soldiers were pinned to the wall.

These warriors, who had withstood the storms of battle, couldn't even last a single round before their entire unit was wiped out.

However, the matter had escalated to such a great extent that it could no longer be suppressed, so more soldiers arrived at the front lines—yes, the front lines. They were even treating this matter as a war.

As it turned out, their intuition was correct. After losing more than thirty lives, it was finally the "Greatblade Zasatek" among the four priests who personally took action, using his divinely bestowed blade to withstand two volleys of crossbow bolts before finally cleaving Nautba in two, along with his chariot.

They had considered taking prisoners alive, but clearly the situation had become so dire that they couldn't even do that—simply because if that slash hadn't been aimed at a person, the chariot that was lying on the ground would have already stood up.

"Is this... the Carpenter Immortal?"

Recalling that terrifying vehicle, Setka suddenly felt that the seemingly absurd race before was actually fine.

If a mere carpenter immortal can achieve such a level of skill, what terrifying power must immortals in other professions possess?

Looking at the terrifying furnishings in the courtyard, Setka suddenly felt a little afraid to think about it.

However, at this moment, the four priests suddenly issued an order that everything in the courtyard must be burned on the spot, and nothing could be left behind—even the law enforcement soldiers who had participated in the search were to be taken outside the city to the side of the serpent god for a month of retraining.

"This……"

Seth felt like he had guessed something, but he wasn't sure.

It wasn't until he saw the giant blade, Satek, that he confirmed his guess from the priest.

"It's called training, but it's actually to wash away any influences that may be present in you."

Sataik the Greatsword had a solemn expression.

"You guessed right, just as you thought. This carpenter immortal received knowledge from heaven... Don't think this is a good thing. Just look at his fate. This is not even the mildest case."

This... is considered mild?
More than forty law enforcement officers died, and a major battle destroyed half a street. And this can be considered the least significant impact?
"Then... what is heavy?"

Sethka couldn't help but speak up.

This made Satek the Greatsword look at him with a puzzled expression.

"You really want to know?"

"No, I was just asking."

Seeing that Satek's right hand had already silently reached for the Divine Blade behind his back, Setka decisively chose to keep quiet.

Clearly, at this point, Sataik no longer represented himself; all his actions were in accordance with the will of the serpent god.

"Knowing too much isn't necessarily a good thing." This brief exchange made Setka clearly realize this.

The so-called retraining that followed confirmed Sethka's suspicions, because those programs were less training and more a form of brainwashing—they had to recite prayers praising the serpent god day after day, and even learn to memorize those lengthy scriptures, until they showed absolute loyalty to the serpent god, only then could the training be considered over.

"Isn't this the same as what happened on the Sun God's side?"

Sethka also raised this question.

Perhaps because they had known each other for a long time, the greatsword Sathek, who was in charge of training, finally pulled him aside and answered his questions.

“I know this method is stupid, but it’s the best we can think of right now… Otherwise, to prevent anything from going wrong, you would all have your souls crushed.”

Crushing the soul is true and complete death, the kind that even priests cannot summon back from the underworld.

Things have gotten this serious.

"Is it because of that...knowledge from heaven?"

Sethka's brow furrowed as well.

"Are those things... really that dangerous?"

"You can think of it as a form of aggression."

Satek's expression remained grave.

"Like right now, aren't you starting to get curious? Or even want to know more?"

"This...is true."

Setka nodded.

Although he was aware of the problem to some extent, he was indeed curious about it—or rather, he wanted to know exactly what the situation was and what he was facing.

"Once you have curiosity, you want to know, and once you want to know, you'll want to know more... Our woodworking master is just as crazy, though in his own eyes he's not crazy, he's just refining his skills."

Satek sighed.

“Nutba, I’ve known him for a long time. He’s not the kind of person who would do anything to harm others, but he’s just too obsessed with his craft… But it’s precisely because of this obsession that he was tempted by the evil in the stars and ended up doing this.”

An excessive obsession with skills or an excessive pursuit of knowledge can lead to being tempted by evil in the starry sky.

Sethka quickly grasped the key point in Satek's words.

Well, the problem is coming.

In the city of the Serpent God right now, how many people are so obsessed with their craft that they are even called immortals?

"hiss……"

The thought of that enormous number sent chills down Seth's spine.

(End of this chapter)