Once upon a time there was a greedy snake

With some skepticism, Nacht continued his investigation.

This wasn't something that couldn't be investigated, since the personnel movements on the other side weren't exactly secretive—it was at this moment that Nacht realized that those currently fighting against him were actually priests he had previously sent out, who worshipped the sun god.

"These traitors...were they corrupted by the evil of the ancient times?"

This further strengthened Nacht's resolve to nip evil in the bud.

So, after encouraging the soldiers, Nacht continued to lead the team down the river.

This time, Nacht slowed down the march, and the warriors and priests were on guard against everything around them as they marched—and it turned out that when he got serious, this evil tactic was ineffective; at least on the way forward, he encountered no resistance.

Not only did they offer no resistance, but many people even surrendered.

Those were local militia organized by the local people. They had come to resist, and according to the militia, they were led by a priest who carried a scale. But just before the sun god's army arrived, the priest with the scale fled with his personal guard, leaving the militia behind.

"Before he left, that lord told us that as long as we surrendered, we could bask in the glory of the sun god... We are willing to cleanse the sun god of the evil ancient serpent!"

After hearing what was said, Nacht nodded repeatedly.

The fact that troops were replenished before the battle even began was undoubtedly a good thing, but there was something even better—at this moment, Nacht had vaguely discerned that the priests in the enemy camps did not actually intend to oppose him.

Although those priests appeared to have betrayed him, they were actually still loyal to the sun god and even provided him with many conveniences to make his conquests smoother.

"Looking back now, the previous rain of arrows was probably just the soldiers scaring themselves."

It was at this moment that Nacht realized that the sparse rain of arrows earlier was merely the enemy camp's own men not wanting to harm them. However, this act of kindness had startled the warriors.

"Really..."

Thinking of this, Nacht shook his head repeatedly.

However, this was definitely a good thing. After learning that the other side was also one of their own, Nacht felt that this battle would be much smoother.

However, as the march went on day by day, Nacht felt that something was not quite right.

The consumption of military rations seems to be going a little too fast.

"What's going on? Didn't we bring enough supplies?"

Nacht was quite puzzled, after all, this should not have happened at all—they had made ample preparations, and their march was along a major river, so their supply lines were practically rock solid, and there should have been no problem under any circumstances.

At least in theory, there shouldn't be any problems.

But those newly joined militiamen have an enormous appetite.

Chapter 133 The advantage is mine

Until this point, High Priest Nacht had not realized that something was wrong.

Nacht comforted himself with the thought that there were simply too many local militiamen coming to join them, and besides, the long marching procession looked quite impressive—as long as these locals who originally worshipped the serpent god were willing to accept the faith of the sun god, the small amount of military rations was not a big deal.

After all, there's really no real story behind the battle. Even the priests leading the enemy troops were all on our side. It can hardly be called a battle anymore; it's just a matter of coming over for a quick look and winning.

With his own people on the other side, Nacht couldn't imagine how he could possibly lose this war.

"However, we really need to finish this quickly... After all, if we drag this out any longer, we're afraid our logistics will really run into problems."

With that in mind, Nacht's army was already at the city gates.

As Nacht approached the town of Buto, he saw the enormous serpent body, as large as a small mountain, in the distance—if an ordinary priest had come, he would probably have mistaken it for a servant of the cobra goddess Vajit.

But Nacht, as the chief high priest, immediately recognized the ancient aura emanating from the giant serpent.

"This is also a god... or even an unknown god!"

Nacht could sense the aura emanating from the giant serpent—a sense of supreme nobility that could not be seen with the naked eye but could be truly felt.

Yes, even if it is ancient evil, it is still a transcendent god, an existence far beyond ordinary humans.

"Is it really okay to confront the gods directly?"

Nacht's heart skipped a beat.

But he quickly calmed down.

As for the reason, it is naturally because the snake's body in the distance is too huge and clumsy, which means that even if the other party is a god, it is probably not as powerful as a true god. True gods never drag such a huge body around. They can always be as big as they want and as small as they want. They can go to heaven and earth and are omnipotent.

The giant snake before us is clearly not at that stage yet.

"Furthermore, the ancient evil... must be a native god from some tribal era."

Nacht made a quick judgment.

Yes, even among gods, there are distinctions of rank.

Being too old can sometimes be a symbol of being too ignorant.

"Under the glory of the sun god, this mere ancient serpent will surely be reduced to dust in the sunlight!"

By contemplating the glory of the sun god in his mind, Nacht gradually calmed down.

However, to Nacht's surprise, the anticipated battle with the evil god did not occur at all.

The giant snake in the distance didn't even look this way; it seemed to be busy with something else entirely.

Meanwhile, in the distant town of Butuo, the one who stepped forward to fight was an acquaintance.

"why you?"

Nacht looked at the heavily armored figure in the distance. He recognized the priest; he had clearly sent him personally. How dare the priest stand in his way?

"Yes, it's me."

The priest, carrying a large serpent-scale sword, was fully armored and spoke in a deep, muffled voice.

Originally, he didn't want to stand up and resist, but his two other brothers had already done it. One deliberately held back when shooting arrows, and the other simply deserted, sending the organized militia to the other side.

In this so-called "crisis", if he, the priest in charge of military forces, does not step forward, what is he trying to do?

So the priest, who revered strength, stepped forward, carrying his serpent-scaled sword. He had to make it look like he was trying his best to resist, but was ultimately no match for the other.

"One person facing a thousand troops... it's normal that I've never won, right?"

The priest, carrying the snake-scaled sword, thought to himself.

Considering that the warriors on the other side were also believers of the sun god, the priest carrying the serpent-scaled sword didn't even want to harm them—he was prepared to only strike the thickest parts of their armor when the fight started.

As everyone knows, armor is not something that can be cut by swords. Trying to cut armor with swords is no different from not wanting to do it at all.

With such obvious leniency, the soldiers in front of him would surely understand his meaning.

So, as the warriors, chanting the name of the sun god, charged forward, the priest, carrying a serpent-scaled sword, suddenly swung his blade.

The broadswords grazed the warriors' bronze breastplates, sending up a shower of sparks.

This made the priest carrying the snake-scale sword sigh, "This is indeed a fine sword."

Whether the other three obtained their items from the ancient serpent was of good or bad quality was still unknown, but this serpent-scale greatsword was undoubtedly a genuine treasure—just like now, even when slashing against the hard bronze breastplate, he felt no resistance whatsoever, as if wielding it through the air, as light as a feather blown by the wind…

"……Um?"

It was at this moment that the priest, carrying the snake-scaled sword, suddenly felt that something was amiss.

When he looked closely, he saw that the Sun God warriors surrounding him had all fallen to the ground and were cut in two.

The bronze breastplate that should have protected them was neatly cut open, the cut as smooth as a mirror.

"I……"

The priest carrying the snake-scaled sword, along with the warriors who were about to surround them, all froze in place.

Clearly, none of them expected it to turn out this way.

"How could I... kill him!"

In the end, it was the chief priest Nahet in the army who was the first to react. The pungent smell of blood made him realize the reality. He had been wondering why the ancient serpent was completely indifferent to the battle here.

But now it seems that top experts were actually assigned!

"No, I, this..."

Faced with the oncoming swords, spears, and halberds, the priest carrying the snake-scaled broadsword hurriedly swung his sword to resist—but the bronze swords, spears, and halberds broke on the spot with almost the slightest touch, and the snake-scaled broadsword didn't even touch the warriors' bodies before slicing them open in mid-air.

In an instant, corpses littered the fields, and blood flowed like rivers.

This made Nacht, who was watching the game from the sidelines, look even more gloomy.

"It was all fake, it was all fake..."

Looking back on his journey, Nacht now understood that those priests who claimed to be undercover agents... were not helping him at all, but were clearly luring him and his army into a trap to kill him!

"But do you really think you can take me down with just this much?

Thinking this, Nacht had already taken off the ruby ​​amulet hanging around his neck.

However, at that very moment, a priest wearing a crown with snake fangs appeared before Nacht.

"Are you here to stop me too?"

Looking at the priest leader he had personally sent to the south, Nacht, the chief high priest, was filled with murderous intent.

Chapter 134 The Death of the High Priest

“Your Excellency Nacht, I truly meant no harm…”

As Nacht gradually raised the ruby ​​amulet, the priest leader wearing the serpent fang crown was already sweating profusely.

When the priest carrying the greatsword suddenly drew blood, he realized something serious had happened. The previously smooth attack had suddenly turned into a bloody battle with people dying, which would surely make the chief high priest Nacht suspicious.

After all, he knew this high priest.

Back then, he was also seventeen years old, as was the High Priest Nacht. They entered the holy city of Heliopolis in the same year and even studied many secrets unique to priests together.

However, unlike Nacht, who was as dazzling as the sun and excelled in all his studies, he was of average talent and average academic performance at that time.

Compared to this brilliant figure who rose to become the chief high priest, he was not even worthy of being remembered by name.

Just like now, even though he had tried to explain himself several times and even brought up their past friendship as classmates, the high priest in front of him had no recollection that they had studied together.

"I truly did not betray you; you should know my faith in the sun god..."

The priest, wearing a crown of snake fangs, was still desperately trying to explain himself, searching for various ways to express his reverence for the sun god.

But Nacht simply raised the ruby ​​amulet in his hand.

"Great Sun God, your faithful followers are suffering..."

As Nacht chanted, sunlight gathered on the skincare ruby.

Immediately afterwards, a blinding beam of light blasted out.

The intense light was directed at the priest wearing a crown with snake fangs.

A panicked soldier accidentally bumped into the beam of light, and was instantly sliced ​​in two by the intense light. His two severed bodies were then burned into a pile of charcoal and turned into dust on the ground.

This is the power of the gods, an unstoppable force.

When it appears, it is when death arrives.

Faced with imminent death, the priest wearing the crown of snake fangs didn't even have time to speak. Terrified, he instinctively shrank his neck, like a lamb to the slaughter.

But it was this slight hunching that caused the light, which was aimed directly at his face, to strike the Serpent Fang Crown instead.

The light struck the pure white serpent crown, and was immediately reflected back. The blazing light streaked through the air, and Nacht's head fell off instantly.

Immediately afterwards, flames erupted.

The body of the High Priest Naheth was instantly reduced to ashes.

"I……"

The priest chief, wearing a crown of snake fangs, didn't even dare to open his eyes; the death that burned everything was so terrifying it almost made him wet himself—it wasn't until he heard the exclamations of the warriors around him that he realized something was wrong.

"What do you mean by the high priest being murdered?"

It was at this moment that he opened his eyes and saw the charred area not far away, still warm from the heat.

And there lay a ruby ​​amulet amidst the ashes.

"not me……"

"The High Priest is dead! The High Priest is dead!"

While he was still in a daze, the Sun God warriors continued to scream in terror, their cries growing louder and louder, and spreading further and further.