Once upon a time there was a greedy snake

The swordsman before them even took the initiative to meet the blade head-on.

"I won."

In Matt Perry's view, the swordsman with a pierced chest suddenly laughed.

What was clearly just a deathbed laugh appeared strangely eerie to Matt Perry.

Especially the sentence the other party added.

"You killed your god with your own hands."

Chapter 188 The Dead Are More Useful Than the Living

"You killed your god with your own hands."

These were the words of the swordsman named Habisa before his death. Matt Perry initially didn't take them seriously—after all, the swordsman who uttered blasphemous words was dead, which meant that the source of the chaos had been eliminated.

Now that the source of the chaos has been eliminated, the task assigned by the Sun God has naturally been completed. As for the others, they are just a group of ordinary people. Matt Perry doesn't even need to take action himself; the priests alone are enough to suppress them.

"It's just a few words, what could it possibly mean?"

Seeing that the storm had subsided, Matt Perry stopped bothering with this trivial matter.

After all, there are more important things for him to do right now.

On one hand, as the messenger of the sun god descended to earth, he was tasked with bewitching the evil ancient serpent—yes, bewitching, that was his true mission. He needed to use that power from the stars to confine the consciousness and soul of the evil ancient serpent, making it accept this system of levels and experience. In this way, the great sun god would have the opportunity to defeat the ancient serpent with his rich experience.

On the other hand, as the messenger of the sun god, he needs to create new opportunities for the sun god when the sun god loses his chance.

Just like before, even if the great sun god was defeated by the treacherous ancient serpent using evil means, as long as the ceremony can still be held in the Sun City to allow the sun god to complete his divine descent, the great sun god will still have the opportunity to return to the underworld, regain his power, and have another chance to fight.

"Therefore, we should prepare for this divine descent."

Matt Perry said this to the priests.

He remembered that the last divine descent had only consumed one-third of the young priests, so this time he still had quite a few to use—although the most elite batch had already been used up in the last divine descent. At this moment, Matt Perry could only hope that the great sun god would not find the offerings prepared this time too crude.

However, things still took a turn for the better than Matt Perry expected.

This isn't even a question of whether it's crude or not; the problem is that those young priests never intended to come at all.

"What do you mean? Are these people trying to defy the will of the sun god?"

Matt Perry immediately conjured a light-forged weapon, intending to let these traitors experience the price of disobeying the will of the sun god.

But after killing three young priests, Matt Perry realized that things seemed to have gotten out of his control.

Three households in a row, and not one of them bowed their head. They didn't even beg for mercy; instead, their eyes were filled with hatred as they looked at him.

"So what if we participate in the festival?"

Matt Perry also recalled that one of the young priests said these words to him after he had cut off his limbs.

"Since I'll die whether I participate or not, why should I participate? Just to risk my life for you?"

"Since I am so devout to the Sun God, and the Sun God still wants me dead, then so be it, we'll die together."

"Anyway, I'm going to die..."

Matt Perry remembered that the kid hadn't even finished speaking before he had his head chopped off, and the blasphemous words were naturally swallowed back.

However, the look in the young priest's eyes as his head fell to the ground reminded Matt Perry of someone.

That was a dead man, someone he had killed with his own hands, a divine warrior who was nothing more than an insignificant figure.

This cast a shadow over Matt Perry's heart.

However, the divine descent was ultimately successful amidst this carnage. Although the offerings used were noticeably inferior, the great sun god was indeed able to complete the divine descent once again. However, the inferior offerings still had an impact, and this time the sun god did not even last long before he had to arrange a third divine descent.

"Prepare some offerings for me, so that I can reclaim more power in the underworld."

The sun god Ujat gave this instruction, clearly believing that Matt Peri was capable of doing it.

Even Matt Perry felt confident that he could do it, since it was such a small matter, and for him as a divine messenger, it was a piece of cake.

However, to Matt Perry's surprise, the offerings he prepared this time were even worse than the last one.

As for the reason, it was the same as last time: the people were rebelling. They felt that worshipping the sun god brought no benefit, and this trend even affected the priests, to the point that even the devout believers in the sun god began to doubt their faith.

Of course, even under such extreme violence, Matt Perry still prepared the sacrifices.

But the offerings prepared for the divine descent were even worse than the last time.

"Is that all?"

This time, the sun god Ujat didn't even last half a day before he began preparing for his divine descent once again.

"Isn't there anything better?"

"I will do my best..."

Matt Perry sighed; he suddenly felt inexplicably weary.

Round after round of sacrifices were prepared and sent out. This should have been an easy and carefree thing, but now, more and more people are questioning the Sun God, to the point that they can't be killed off completely. Or rather, he could indeed kill them all, but even if he killed the entire Sun Holy City and turned it into an empty city, he still couldn't conjure up a few high-quality believers of the Sun God.

No, perhaps there really is one.

Or perhaps, the only one left.

"My lord, let me do it."

Taking a deep breath, Matt Perry prayed to the sun god he worshipped.

This was the last thing he could do for his god. By performing the divine descent with his own body, the effect would be far greater than anyone else's—which meant that the great sun god still had this last chance, and this last chance was also the strongest chance.

The only cost was Matt Perry himself.

"I……"

At this moment, neither Matt Peri nor the sun god Ujat could speak.

Matt Perry was speechless; he was at a loss for words. He only knew that he should dedicate his last breath to fulfilling his final act of loyalty.

As for the sun god Ujat…

This new generation of sun god, however, sensed something else entirely.

Ujat once wondered why the gods buried in the Tomb of the Annihilated Gods had all perished, despite their immense power.

But now, he already knows the answer.

When all those who remember him have already forgotten him.

What was once called God is no longer God.

Chapter 189 The final madness

When all those who remember him have already forgotten him.

What was once called God is no longer God.

Unlike those ignorant animal gods of ancient times, the gods of today, the true deities, can achieve absolute immortality in a certain sense—and this is what makes them superior to those ancient, ignorant ones. As long as their souls remain and their consciousness is not completely extinguished, they always have a chance to make a comeback.

One side has almost unlimited opportunities to start over, while the other only has one life. Which is better, who wins and who loses? The answer is obvious.

Originally, in the eyes of the sun god Ujat, this was a perfect operating mechanism. As long as there were enough believers and as long as consciousness could still be released, he could fight again and make a comeback time and time again.

But now...

Ujat, the sun god, suddenly discovered the limits of this system.

Indeed, as long as he has enough believers, he has countless opportunities to make a comeback—but the number of his believers, those who recite the prayers to the sun god, is ultimately not infinite.

If someone could kill all of his followers in one fell swoop, preventing his consciousness from spreading outward and depriving him of the chance to start over, then he would ultimately be no different from those ignorant animal gods.

However, if that were all, it wouldn't be a problem. After all, it's absolutely impossible to kill all of his followers in one go—Ujat isn't stupid, so how could he not know to protect his weaknesses? This is another advantage of divine intervention: no matter where he is, he can appear immediately and protect his followers in times of danger.

With his overwhelming power as a god, there is nothing he cannot overcome. In most cases, he doesn't even need to take action; sending one or two divine messengers like Matt Perry is enough to get things done. Of course, there are exceptions where he is truly outmatched, but with the support of his followers, he cannot truly die in battle.

If he encounters an opponent he cannot defeat immediately, he will receive divine intervention time and time again, reclaiming his power from the underworld. As long as his followers are not all dead, he will become more courageous and even stronger with each battle.

If you can't kill him, you can't kill all his followers; if you can't kill all his followers, you can't kill him. It's a perfect closed loop, almost like stepping on your own foot with your left. The sun god Ujat once thought that after the gods created this system, they had truly achieved invincibility.

"So...why is this happening?"

Ujat, the sun god, was utterly perplexed. Why would these mortals suddenly choose to betray him? He had been cultivating this relationship for so long, and these people had been worshipping the gods for generations... How could they suddenly rebel just because of a few words?

"Why exactly?"

The sun god Ujat became increasingly confused.

In his original understanding, if there were traitors, then killing them would be enough. After all, there were plenty of these monkey-like so-called mortals, and no matter how many died, new ones would always emerge. But now, killing alone was clearly not going to work. His divine messenger Matt Perry had already proven with his actions that the more he killed, the faster these people would betray him.

These mortals would rather die than give up their faith.

They're just a bunch of ordinary people, yet they're not even afraid of death?

It must be because we haven't killed enough!

"Then let them experience the consequences of offending the gods with their lives!"

Taking a deep breath, the sun god Ujat transmitted his will to Matt Peri, who was far away.

Indeed, at this moment, even if he killed all the traitors, it would only be a venting of impotent rage. Even if all the traitors were dead, it would not help him in the current battle, let alone give him a chance to fight back against that evil ancient serpent. But none of that mattered. Ujat was no longer thinking rationally at this moment.

All he knew was that since these mortals would rather die than give up their faith and would rather die than let him suffer the same fate, he would grant their wish and let them die.

"You have survived until now entirely thanks to my protection, and it is only natural that I take it all back now."

The will to kill flashed in Matt Perri's mind, which caused him to conjure his sword and spear.

"I will obey my Lord's command."

Matt Perry raised his hand and a mask of light covered his face.

Reason? It doesn't matter.

The consequences? They don't matter.

For Matt Perry, the will of the sun god was absolute and had to be obeyed. No matter what the order was, it had to be carried out. Moreover, it was an unforgivable crime for a mere group of mortals to dare to defy the will of the sun god.

"kill!!!"

Stepping out of the Great Temple, Matt Perry charged towards the rebels.

At first, everything went smoothly. Ordinary people were no match for him as a divine messenger. With each swing of his spear and sword, one corpse after another fell to the ground. Such senseless slaughter naturally caused panic in the holy city. The priests even began to mobilize troops, but these so-called divine warriors were created by Matt Perri himself, so how could they possibly defeat their creator?

However, as the game progressed, Matt Perry suddenly felt that something was not quite right.

He used to charge into the crowd and wield his spear and sword with ease, as if cutting through weeds. But at some point, his spear and sword began to encounter resistance.

Those magical warriors have gradually begun to be able to withstand his attacks.

And every now and then, she could even turn the tables and hit him a few times!

"Varied……"

Matt Perry frowned.

Indeed, he has been killing fewer and fewer of the rebels, but instead of feeling more at ease, he is starting to feel more and more pressure!

The pressure is only getting greater.

"Who...who are you?!"

The light-forged longsword was swung out, striking a large axe with its heat and sharpness. The axe should have been cleaved in two by the light sword's heat and sharpness—but the strongman wielding the two-handed axe twisted it in a strange way, deflecting the fatal blow.

And this scenario has occurred more than once.

Not only the warrior wielding the great axe in front of him, but also the warriors around him... These few surviving warriors were all able to deflect his attacks and even inflict damage on him!

Leave your names.

Taking a deep breath, Matt Perry began to get serious.

"You deserve to be remembered by me."

"My name is Setka!"

The warrior, wielding a double-edged axe, roared angrily.

"Today I'm going to avenge Habisa!"

“Just…”