Once upon a time there was a greedy snake

After that, Du Yi raised the tip of his tail and directed his priests.

The priest, wearing a crown of snake fangs, dipped a large piece of crystal into the pool of black water that shimmered with golden light.

Immediately afterwards, the large area of ​​crystal stones also began to glow with a black light.

A massive bronze frame was lifted up, and a black crystal was set into it—then, this jet-black crystal, like a pair of glasses, was placed on Du Yi's face.

Yes, it's on your face.

Because his own venom was mixed in with the black water, Du Yi dared not put it directly into his eyes, so he had no choice but to make a pair of glasses instead.

"I hope it will be useful..."

Thinking this, Du Yi opened his eyes and tried to adjust to the dimness, which was like wearing sunglasses.

Immediately afterwards, text appeared in his field of vision.

【Ansager of the Crown】

[Class: Priest of the Old Gods]

【Level: 58】

[Experience: 450/6570]

"Wait, is that me?"

Du Yi doesn't remember when she changed her name.

However, after scanning the area, Du Yi realized that this was the priest wearing the crown with snake fangs.

Clearly, the device he created was somewhat different from the original divine magic—the original magic was applied directly to the eyes and could directly connect with the consciousness itself, while the device he replicated worked on the crystal lens and could not connect with his consciousness.

But the divine magic still had an effect, or rather, it had a partial effect.

Just like now, when Du Yi took off the divine glasses, the priest wearing the snake fang crown was just an ordinary middle-aged man in a white robe—but when he put the glasses back on, the man's demeanor was completely different.

The figure draped in white robes was at least two people tall, yet as thin as a ghost. His calloused hands had transformed into long, slender claws, and the serpentine crown atop his head was shrouded in a pale purple miasma, clearly indicating that it was highly poisonous.

"This……"

Du Yi then looked at the other priests. This time, he deliberately covered only one eye with his lens. So, in the view that was not covered by the lens, these people still looked normal. But in the eye covered by the lens, the other three priests also looked like monsters.

"However, it seems like something's still missing..."

Du Yi started scratching his head.

Although the divine magic perspective before him resembled the attribute interface he remembered, it was far too crude compared to the attribute panel he was familiar with.

There are only three things: profession, level, and experience. As for things like personal attributes, health points, or magic energy, they are completely absent—how can such crude things be used?

"At least we should be able to see the health bars, right?"

With that in mind, Du Yi began his revisions.

It was just adding one line of content, and with the assistance of four priests, it wasn't too difficult for Du Yi to do it.

So, after a brief period of busy work, the new lenses were produced and then put on Du Yi's head.

Looking at the long red stripe above the heads of the four priests, Du Yi nodded in satisfaction.

Chapter 146 The Power of Attributes

On the front lines where those who worship eagles and those who worship snakes clash, Habisa stares blankly at the sharp blade in his hand.

Looking back on the past few days, Habisa felt as if he were in a dream.

He was originally a farmer, working the land outside the holy city. Although his harvest was meager, he still managed to put food on the table. But after receiving the divine magic of the sun god, he lived a life of great upheaval and excitement.

Like those fearless heroes in myths and legends, he wielded his weapon to fight for the gods, and one monster after another fell under his sword, while one comrade after another gathered around him...

At that time, Habisa even thought he would become a legendary great warrior, and even thought he would leave his name in history.

But now...

"Already, there's no going back."

Habisa sighed as he looked at the five corpses on the ground.

He didn't actually want to take action, after all, he had been in such a five-person team before, and seeing this familiar team now, he still felt a bit nostalgic—but just because he didn't take action didn't mean that these five people wouldn't. In the eyes of these teams, he was now a walking example of experience.

On the other hand, these five-person teams were actually valuable experience for him.

This was also quite unexpected for Habisa. Even though he could no longer go back, and even though he had already killed many Sun God warriors, the marks brought by those divine spells still hadn't disappeared.

He can still level up, and even by killing Sun God Warriors.

Why doesn't the Sun God take back his divine magic?

Habisa had a moment of doubt.

"Or perhaps... is this truly the power of the sun god?"

Yes, if it were the power of the sun god, it should be closer to radiance or light, but this experience and upgrade... doesn't seem like the power of the sun god at all.

However, as soon as the thought arose in his mind, Habisa quickly suppressed it.

Even though he had already killed dozens of Sun God warriors, he, who had once worshipped the Sun God, ultimately dared not continue to explore this presumptuous idea.

"Let's find a place to eat first."

Habisa glanced at his experience points, which had just reached level 31, and decided to take a break.

In the past, Habisa never felt that eating was so difficult—although when he was still a farmer, after paying the rent, Habisa didn't have much left of his harvest, at least he could eat a couple of bites every day, so he certainly wouldn't starve to death.

After becoming a warrior, Habisa had no more worries in this regard. After all, they were warriors of the sun god, and the priests provided food. Even if the food was very ordinary, it was enough to fill his stomach.

But now...

Habisa hasn't eaten for two days.

Habisa originally thought that the pursuit that followed after killing his teammates would be the most dangerous thing, but now it seems that he is more likely to starve to death than be killed by the pursuers.

He had considered finding something to eat, but after so long of fighting, the soldiers on both sides had already taken everything edible in the area. Now, Habisa could only hope that the warriors of the sun god might bring out some rations.

However, it was clear that, like his previous troops, these warriors of the sun god rarely brought food with them, since they had a large camp behind them that provided for their meals.

"We have to find something to eat..."

Habisa was so hungry he was dizzy.

This made him look at the sword in his hand again. The longsword, which was emanating black energy, was heavy and sharp. Although it looked difficult to use, Habisa, who was holding the sword, knew exactly how easy it was to use. But no matter how easy it was to use, it was useless at the moment. You can't eat a sword.

However, at that moment, a figure appeared in Habisa's line of sight.

Looking at the clothes embroidered with snake demon patterns on the other person's body, and the long-handled axe gleaming with cold light in the other person's hand, Habisa already knew that the person in front of him should be one of his own kind.

Although Habisa himself became a traitor, he was still happy to kill another traitor in the name of the sun god.

After all, the more you kill, the more likely you are to get food.

Thinking this, Habisa drew his sword.

The two were about thirty paces apart, and it was nighttime. He was still deep in the forest, and the strongman with the big axe clearly hadn't seen him—which meant he could attack first.

A balanced longsword is far faster than a battle axe; once he swings his sword first, this traitor who has sided with the Serpent Demon will surely...

"Your name is... Hapisa?"

Before Habisa could rush out, the strongman wielding the great axe suddenly spoke.

"Come out, stop hiding, I can already see your health bar."

"I……"

Habisa, whose whereabouts had been exposed, was speechless for a moment.

How was he discovered when the enemy was in the open and we were in the dark?

And what exactly is this so-called health bar?

It was at this moment that Habisa noticed that the burly warrior wielding the great axe had a piece of black crystal in his left eye socket.

"Don't even think about sneaking up on me, you'll just get yourself killed."

It was at this moment that the strongman wielding the large axe spoke up.

"You only have 300 HP, and your sword only adds 100 attack. I have 500 HP. Even if I stand here and let you hit me, it will take you five hits to kill me."

As he said this, the burly strongman raised his large axe.

"But this axe of mine is a brand new, top-quality one. It's been upgraded by a full three hundred points. If you get hit by it, you'll die right here."

"...?"

The Habisa was stunned; he had no idea what was being said.

What's with all this talk about hundreds of health points and hundreds of attack power? How could he possibly kill one person with five sword strikes?

Anyone with a modicum of common sense knows that if you aim for a vital spot, one strike will kill a person instantly. For a swordsman like him, who has already reached level thirty-one, aiming for vital spots has long become instinctive.

"This person is probably insane."

Thinking this, Habisa leaped into the air and thrust out his sword.

The longsword pierced the strongman's chest with pinpoint accuracy, even penetrating his heart—a testament to the power honed through countless trials.

But to Habiza's surprise...

The strongman in front of them showed no signs of falling.

Not only did he not fall, the strongman even looked at him in astonishment.

"He actually hit a critical strike right from the start! Amazing! He managed to take away 300 health points with just one sword strike!"

After a moment of admiration, the strongman, with the longsword still embedded in his chest, swung his fist and slammed it into Habisa's head.

Chapter 147 Thanks to the Snake God

When Habisa regained consciousness, he had already been taken to a camp.

The camp wasn't very large, and its location was quite secluded. As far as the eye could see, almost everyone carried a well-crafted weapon—and without exception, they all wore cloaks embroidered with snake demon patterns.

"Am I... arrested?"

Habisa instinctively wanted to run away, and as a devout believer in the sun god, he dared not stay in such a place any longer—but it was at this moment that he realized he was already tightly bound.

However, a large cloak was draped over his body, covering all the ropes.

The cloak's material was exactly the same as those cloaks painted with snake demon patterns.

"Good boy, don't be afraid. Tying you up is for your own good."

Before Habisa could react, a familiar voice rang in his ears.

"It was like this when I first came here, just like when I first arrived... If I hadn't been tied up by Horusak back then, I probably would have already grabbed a weapon."

As for the consequences of taking action in this camp, just look at the gleaming weapons around you. Anyone who dares to fight for the sun god in such a place is probably going to meet the sun god in the underworld soon.

"In short, since we're here, let's settle in for a while and at least have a good meal."

As he said this, the burly man carrying the large axe untied Habisa's ropes.

"Judging from your appearance, you've been hungry for quite some time, haven't you?"

"I……"

Habisa's mind was a bit of a mess.

The unfamiliar environment, the unfamiliar warriors, and the snake demon cloaks everywhere filled Habisa with the panic of being trapped in enemy territory—even though he could no longer be considered a warrior of the sun god, his mind was still a little blank.

However, Habisa quickly lost interest in thinking about it.

Simply because it's time to eat.

A large amount of meat was served, exuding a rich aroma of spices. The rich fragrance of oil made Habisa instinctively swallow. This food alone was several levels higher than what the Sun God provided. You should know that the Sun God treated his warriors with meat broth stewed with beans and some flatbread at most.

"No...you can't eat this!"

Habisa gritted his teeth.

"This is the snake demon's bewitching influence! If you eat it, you'll become a traitor like them!"

"Huh? Aren't you going to eat?"