Becoming a god starts with enhancing fire arrows.

Early morning, wetlands.

The sun had not yet risen, and a thin layer of damp mist covered the wetlands.

A heavily armored figure, accompanied by a silver-haired priest, hid behind a giant rock covered in green moss, which was also the border of the snake people's patrol.

In front of the boulder are a dozen or so small huts made of reeds and wood, which are scattered around the area.

Behind the shed was a huge ruin nestled in the mud.

The ruins, which looked like human buildings, have now been transformed into the territory of the snake-people, a strange and unrecognizable creature.

Within the territory, snake-men wielding long-handled steel forks patrolled the ruins and shacks.

Paril was craning her neck to check the patrol snake people's route when Avira whispered a scolding, "Pull your head back in, don't get caught."

Paril obediently shrank back behind the rock and watched as Avira held a large wooden box containing several glass bottles filled with orange flames.

Avira carefully took out a bottle of flame, gently stuck it into the dark mud, and then took a few steps, repeating the process.

Paril held her staff tightly, not daring to move.

Fearing it might affect Ivyla, they directly detonated the bottled flames.

"Did you learn it? Go and put a few bottles over there." As the patrolling snake people slowly moved away, Avira gave the order.

"Oh." Paril cautiously took the bottles of alchemical flames, held them in her arms, and tiptoed toward a rotten, dead tree.

She imitated Avira, carefully planting the alchemical flame in the mud.

Setting up the alchemical flames was time-consuming and laborious, and the two of them also had to dodge the patrolling snake people along the way, which took quite a bit of effort.

"We'll be splitting up in a bit, and I can't control you. Your safety is the priority, understand?" Avira put the last bottle of Alchemy Flame into her pocket.

Although Paril disliked her lecturing tone, she still obediently nodded vigorously.

Avira stared at the snake-man's patrol route and whispered:

"Very good, cast enhancement spell."

A faint yellow light shone on her, and she continued moving at high speed, hiding behind a clump of huge reeds.

This is the route the snake people always take when they patrol.

at this time,

Two snake-men were wriggling their thick tails, quickly approaching the reeds along their patrol route.

"etc."

A snake-man suddenly stopped, raised his pitchfork, and pointed it at the reeds: "Something's not right here!"

The other snake-man also became alert, its forked tongue flicking rapidly as it focused its attention on what lay behind the reeds.

Before the words were finished, the reeds parted to the sides, and a dark shadow rushed out, instantly closing in on the snake-man.

Avira slammed her greatsword down, aiming at the heavy steel forks in the hands of the two snake-men.

Clang!

With a crisp sound, the two snake-men simultaneously felt a tremendous force coming from the steel forks, their arms trembled violently, and then the steel forks in their hands were stuck into the mud.

Ivira gave them no time to warn her; the greatsword slashed through the air, and the two snake heads fell to the ground instantly!

Without stopping, she rushed toward the nearest hut.

As he got close, he threw the last bottle of alchemical flames he had left at the shed, then turned sharply and ran back towards the giant rock covered in green moss.

Like liquid flames subjected to a massive impact, it suddenly exploded.

"Bang!"

The explosion ignited the reed and wood shed, sending flames soaring into the sky and thick smoke billowing into the air.

"Enemy attack!"

"Enemy attack!"

Snake-men quickly emerged from the shed.

Their rigorous training from a young age has given them a strong ability to cope with crises, and they quickly set their sights on Ivyra's heavily armored figure.

The snake-men wriggled their tails, carving winding paths in the mud, and converged on Avira in three directions.

Avira moved swiftly, using the momentum of her run to leap high into the air, vault over the boulder, and retreat in the predetermined direction.

"That's enough!" she shouted, glancing back at the snake people following closely behind.

A firelight appeared in the distance, and a huge fireball streaked across Ivira's head, crashing directly into the area beneath the boulder.

"boom!"

"boom!!!"

The alchemical flames exploded in a single line, followed by a series of explosions, and the flames formed a wall of fire in the mud.

The pursuing snake-men were thrown into chaos.

The explosion could only kill a portion of them; the snake-men emerging from the ruins behind were continuously heading this way.

"Let's go! There are pursuers behind us!"

Avira approached Paril, and without a word, hoisted her onto her shoulder and instructed her:

"Face backwards, and you can cast a few spells while I'm leading you away!"

Paril's eyes lit up, and she pointed her staff at the nearest pursuer behind her, chanting a fireball spell.

......

Inside the ruins, Siles slowly opened his eyes.

It instinctively tried to wave its left hand, but then remembered that its left arm was already free.

"Vanessa!" it cried out through gritted teeth, its eyes filled with nothing but intense hatred.

Suddenly, an explosion was heard outside the tribe.

"Enemy attack!"

"Enemy attack!"

Damn humans? Or the goblins from nearby?

Could it be that Vanessa has decided to eliminate the threat completely?

Siles grabbed the crooked longsword beside him and quickly turned toward the entrance to the ruins, deciding to observe the situation first.

If it really is Vanessa, I will abandon my people and run to the nearby goblin camp, hoping that the goblins can use their lives to slow Vanessa down.

Just as I was about to leave, the air around me shimmered like ripples on water.

Suddenly, a rapier gleaming with the bright moonlight swung towards him.

"What?!"

Sir was startled.

Fortunately, it could keep up with the speed of the rapier and blocked it with its curved sword.

"It's you!"

A murderous intent surged in Siles' eyes.

Of course it recognized him; the man in the huge cloak was Vanessa's companion from last time.

However, for some reason, she suddenly became several sizes bigger.

Siles almost ground his teeth to powder.

A mage who might not even be considered elite-level would dare to assassinate me with a giant transformation spell?

Do you really think a midfielder who's missing an arm is useless?

As his thoughts raced, he saw the moonlight on the rapier flow down the curved blade to his right hand. Suddenly, a tingling sensation ran through his right wrist, and he almost lost his grip on the curved blade.

What is this?

poison?

Taking advantage of the moment when Sirs was distracted, Rhodes pounced forward and hugged its right arm tightly like a sloth.

A look of astonishment flashed across Sirs' eyes as he laboriously plunged the rapier in his right hand into the other man's waist.

Rhodes felt a sharp, stabbing pain in his lower back.

It wasn't just the damage from the rapier, but also the snake venom coated on it.

But he ignored all of that.

A blinding light shone from beneath the thick cloak.

This is?!

Only then did Sirs notice that the mage was actually bound with fire arrows, which were wrapped around his body in several layers from top to bottom.

So, the reason he used the Giant Growth spell to make himself huge wasn't to fight me, but to strap on more fire arrows!

This was Sirs' last thought.

Thanks to Paril's spells that extended the duration of the Flame Arrows and her ability to grow larger, Rhodes was finally able to execute his plan perfectly.

"Boom!"

Flames shot skyward, and the raging fire, like a monstrous beast, engulfed the two of them...