Once upon a time there was a greedy snake

"But how could the gods possibly allow you to die?"

Faced with a group of dumbfounded priests, Matt Perry simply shook his head.

"The gods summoned me here so that I might bring you new power."

"That power that doesn't belong to this world, but comes from the stars."

The power from the stars sounds like some kind of magic related to the stars.

However, just when the priests thought they were about to learn how to use starlight or summon meteors...

The war priest, Matt Perry, instead asked them to bring a basin of water.

"What's the use?"

The priests were quite puzzled as they looked at the clear water in the earthenware basin in front of them.

They simply couldn't fathom how a basin of water could possibly have anything to do with the power of the stars.

However, at that very moment, Matt Perry raised his hand and plunged the sword and spear formed from the light into the water.

The sword and spear formed from condensed light could easily slice through even bronze armor, but at this moment, these two incomparably sharp divine weapons melted into the pottery basin.

Only a basin of water emitting a faint golden light was left, placed in front of the priests.

"Use this to wash your eyes."

Matt Perry only said this one sentence.

Faced with the golden light emanating from the pure water, the priests were still somewhat puzzled, but since the former chief priest of war had already said so, they naturally did as he said.

The golden, pure water was washed into their eyes, but none of the priests felt anything. Their eyes did not emit any strange light, nor did they feel any changes in their bodies.

"Just... like this?"

For a time, even the priests began to doubt Matt Perry.

Until a priest noticed something was wrong.

"what happened?"

The priest stared in astonishment at his companion, but his gaze didn't linger on his companion; it seemed to be fixed on some empty space.

"There are...words here?"

"What word?"

Upon hearing this shout, the other priests also noticed the unusual situation in their field of vision.

Strange characters appeared in their field of vision.

The golden text wasn't particularly complicated; it simply contained their names and professions—but the "level" and "experience" listed below each profession were a bit hard for them to understand.

"what is this?"

After a moment of hesitation, one of the priests finally spoke up.

"Is this the power of the starry sky?"

"That's right, this is the power from another planet."

Matt Perry nodded.

The power of another planet sounded very mysterious, but the priests pondered it over and over again and still couldn't figure it out. All they could do was see some words, and they couldn't understand what kind of power that could be.

But Matt Peri didn't explain much. He simply told the priests to deliver the water to every temple. If they needed more, they could come to him for more, but the important thing was that every believer of the sun god had washed their eyes with the water.

"You will soon know the power of this force."

……

Habisa is twenty-four years old, a farmer, and a believer in the sun god.

Ordinary people like Habisa would never have the chance to participate in battle in their entire lives, but just in the last few days, the priests of the Temple of the Sun said that divine grace would be bestowed.

At first, Habisa thought it was a joke. After all, how could an ordinary person like him be qualified to receive divine grace? Especially after seeing the priest bring out a basin of clean water, Habisa felt it made no sense at all.

However, since the priests of the Temple of the Sun said it was a divine favor, Habiza naturally complied.

It's just washing your eyes with water; it's no big deal.

However, right after Habisa washed his eyes with that basin of water, a line of small words suddenly appeared in his vision.

【Habizza】

Occupation: Farmer

【Level: 5】

[Experience: 12/50]

"This……"

Habisa was so shocked that he couldn't speak for a long time.

On the one hand, it was naturally because of the writing that appeared in his line of sight. He could see it clearly, and those words were suspended in mid-air. Heaven knows how they were written there. But what surprised Habisa even more was when he learned to read.

Habisa, an ordinary man, did not have such a grand ambition as "wanting to become a priest," and he never learned how to read or write in his entire life.

But now, he can clearly make out the meaning of those words.

It was as if those messages had been directly imprinted into his mind.

"This must be... talking about me?"

Just by glancing at the handwriting, Habisa understood that it must be referring to himself. His name was Habisa, and his profession was indeed farming. But what about the level and experience mentioned later?

However, while Habisa was still confused, the priest who had just made him wash his eyes gave him a wooden spear and told him to go to the side and practice stabbing.

As we all know, using a spear is a rather complicated matter. Although it may seem like just picking up a spear and thrusting it out, to truly pierce a person with a single thrust like a warrior involves integrating the strength of the whole body, concentrating the power into a single point, improving precision, and many other techniques.

This is not something a farmer could do, at least not something Habisa could do; he had never passed the militia training he organized in his daily life.

Even if he wasn't good at it, he still had to practice since the temple priest had given the order. So Habisa picked up the spear and stabbed a few times in a very professional manner.

However, at that moment, the words in his field of vision suddenly changed.

[Experience +1]

These words popped into my field of vision.

Habisa didn't understand what this meant at first. It seemed that with each stab, such words would pop up once—if he did it well enough, he might even get "Experience +2" or "Experience +3".

"If I accumulate enough experience, will I be able to level up?"

Habisa immediately became interested, and the originally boring training suddenly became more engaging.

After poking and prodding it dozens of times, Habisa discovered an unexpected surprise.

[Level Up]

[Class changed to Lancer, Level 1]

"Spearman?"

Habisa gripped the wooden spear, which was no longer as difficult to control as before. Now, he could easily pierce the target, just like any ordinary warrior.

"So, I'm a soldier now?"

Habisa was overjoyed. He had gone from being a farmer to a warrior who could fight on the battlefield. This was a significant leap, a complete transformation.

Before Habisa could share his joy, the priests of the Temple of the Sun grouped him with the other warriors and sent them to the front lines.

"Are we going to war with those who worship snakes?"

Habisa was somewhat excited, but more than that, he was terrified. Although he had indeed become a spearman, he was only a level one spearman. Could he really defeat those ferocious snake worshippers?

But it wasn't until he arrived at the front lines that Habisa realized he was indeed fighting the snake-worshipping faction downstream of the Great River.

But those enemies were clearly not human.

Chapter 139 A Natural Disaster in a Certain Sense

Although Habisa had never been on the battlefield himself, he had at least heard from the warriors who had returned from the front lines about the terror of the serpent demon army.

According to the warriors, the Serpent Demon army consisted of well-trained warriors equipped with spears and sickle-shaped swords. Some of the stronger giants wore heavy armor and carried heavy axe-bladed weapons. Many of them knew how to shoot arrows, and their sharp bronze arrows were sharper than a lion's teeth.

"In battle, the most deadly weapons are bows and arrows, followed by spears, and lastly the sword and axe in your hand... So you must never drop your shield, or you'll be dead if you get hit by an arrow."

Habisa remembered that the soldiers who had returned from the battlefield had shared such experiences, their expressions clearly showing panic, as if they had recalled something terrifying.

This directly led to Habisa having never even seen a battlefield before developing a sense of awe towards war. When he was taken to the front lines, he even thought he was going to die.

But now, what appears before him...

"What are all these things?"

Looking at those short, ugly, green-skinned humanoid creatures, Habisa was speechless for a long time.

These short, ugly, green-skinned creatures did indeed claim to be serpent demons; the giant serpent patterns painted on the cloth fluttered in the wind, their gaping maws seemingly ready to devour anyone—but Habisa remembered clearly that the serpent god's warriors were all young and strong like them.

Where did these ugly and evil green creatures come from?

"These are the minions summoned by the evil serpent demon!"

It was at this moment that the priest of the Temple of the Sun spoke.

"Don't be afraid! Kill them all!"

Who would be afraid of something like that?

Habisa even wanted to scratch his head.

This half-human, half-human species, at most the height of a child, could kill five people by himself using only the axe at his waist, even without a spear.

Is there anything scary about this? Do I really need to give special instructions?

For a moment, Habisa and his companions were filled with confidence.

However, the anticipated confrontation between the two armies did not occur.

The serpent army simply remained stationed in place, waiting for the war priest among the four fallen priests to arrive, according to the priests of the Temple of the Sun. Before that, these valiant warriors of the Sun God needed to constantly harass and kill small groups of serpent demons or attack their supply lines.

Habisa's task was to clear out the hunters and scouts sent out by the serpent demon army. For every string of ears he cut off, he would receive a bag of copper coins.

It sounds easy, and it's not difficult to do, but spears aren't very useful in small-scale skirmishes, which forced him to start practicing swordsmanship again.

Fortunately, with the experience and level indicators in his field of vision, he practiced his swordsmanship at a rapid pace. In addition, the experience gained from killing those green-skinned monsters was much greater than that from practicing swinging in the air, which made his swordsmanship improve by leaps and bounds.

And within the entire army, there are countless other divinely gifted warriors like him.

For a time, relying solely on these continuous small-scale raids, the serpent demon army was forced into a series of defeats.

……

"So, can anyone tell me what happened?"

When the priest carrying the greatsword arrived at the front line, he was greeted by his soldiers covered in wounds.

Satek the Greatsword, the master of the battlefield—this is his title, not one given by his parents, but one he earned himself, slashing his own blade. In previous battles, wielding his serpent-scaled greatsword, he was virtually invincible; no one could withstand a single blow from him.

"Just keep cutting your way through."

He once thought this way, and even felt that this was the kind of life he wanted.

At this moment, he was absolutely loyal to the giant serpent. This was not only because he would be punished by the sun god once the serpent fell, but also because under the serpent's command, in the process of wielding the giant serpent scale blade, he gradually found his own sense of existence.

This is something the sun god could not give him. When he worshipped the sun god, no matter how much he achieved, he was just an ordinary, nameless priest.

However, in the eyes of the great serpent god, he is the war god among the four monarchs, in charge of all wars. He can freely wield his great sword and shatter everything that stands in his way.

"As long as the strength is enough!"

The priest wielding the greatsword, or rather, Sathek the Greatsword, had never felt so exhilarated.

But right now, he has encountered some things that are making him unhappy.

He only led the team out temporarily to destroy a distant sun temple. The warriors he left behind to garrison there were then beaten like dogs by those who worshipped the evil giant bird—mainly because this made no sense at all, and he didn't remember these warriors being that weak.

Just before he left, the Serpent God's warriors were fighting the Sun Warriors from the upper reaches of the great river to a standstill. In accordance with the Serpent God's will, they even won more often than they lost. In his opinion as the commander, the warriors had already done a great job by doing so without him participating in the battle.

"So can anyone tell me what's going on?"

Satek the Greatsword narrowed his eyes.

"I need an explanation."