Chapter 8: The Serpent Banished from the Stygian Sea

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The temple that had been wrapped in layers of clouds all year round revealed its original face, the high head of the giant serpent tore a gap in the thick clouds, the breath of its nostrils washed away the clouds and mist around the temple, and the cold vertical pupils stared at the initiator on the white stone steps in front of him, and the three hundred warriors who were ready to attack behind him.

God-king.

Sventovet.

The supreme lord of Slavic mythology, even the arrogant Perron, had to bow his head before the main god of the four heads. The world serpent incarnated by Veres originally only wanted to trouble Perron, but he did not expect that his actions would alarm the supreme lord of the entire Slavic mythology.

"God-King!"

With its body in the middle of the sea, the Serpent of the World regained all its strength, its bloody jaws wide open, its sharp fangs sending a dangerous message to Sventovitte, and Veres gambled all his glory and dignity in the battle with Perron, proving to his opponents that even if he was deprived of the title of God of War, his power was still comparable to that of Thor.

"I command you, as the King of the Gods, go back, Veres. Return to your Styx and never set foot in the temple again. I will not deprive you of your place as the god of the Stygian Sea and the earth. You are still one of the gods. ”

"I have graciously forgiven you for trespassing in the Temple of the Gods, but you will not be allowed to offend any of the gods. ”

The God-King spoke, his tone revealing an irresistible majesty.

The other gods present stood respectfully, waiting for the final answer to the showdown.

The silent Perron heard what Sventovit meant, and not being allowed to step into the temple of the gods did not mean that Veres had lost his qualifications as a god. The gods will not die, but nothing in the world can afford to lose the god of the earth, and in the end the god-king simply expelled him from the temple.

In Perron's opinion, Sventovet finally opened his way and forgave Veres's disrespect.

However, Veres chose to refuse.

"Sventovet, my god-king. ”

The serpent slowly raised its head, and he raised his body high. In the sea of clouds as far as the eye could see, there was Veres's writhing body everywhere, and the scales emitted a dazzling light under the refraction of the sun, looming.

"You should know what I want? I need the truth. ”

Veres spat out a scarlet serpent letter, his gaze turning to vigilance and anger for a moment, and its ferocity uneasiness uneasitted the gods.

Perryn, who is more muscular than his brain, doesn't see it as a game. But you are the all-knowing and all-powerful God-King. What the hell are you hiding. ”

"Or are you part of this conspiracy to frame another god?"

Sventovet didn't answer Villes's question directly, he repeated his previous words, "Since you know that I am the all-knowing and all-powerful God-King, then you should also know that what I say is the truth. ”

"No !!"

Veres' let out an angry roar.

"Are you stupid to me? You chose to lie. It is better to frame a god than to conceal the ulterior motives in your heart. Gods of the heavens, don't you have any doubts in your hearts?"

Yet none of the gods responded to Veres's questioning, and he was alone in the face of the absolute authority of the god-king, and the sneering, gloating, indifferent gazes of the gods.

He finally saw through the gods for what they really were, it didn't matter what the truth was, they needed a hapless wretch to take the blame for this incident.

Unfortunately, they chose Veres.

No one wants to stand up and speak for the god of the Styx, and everyone else chooses to pretend to be deaf and dumb.

The Serpent of the World is isolated, and Veres's anger cannot be overstated. He swore a poisonous oath and cursed the gods.

"A bunch of hypocritical, selfish guys, I'd rather be an evil god than go along with you!"

However, before Veres' words were finished, Sventovet stepped in. In the gap that the World Serpent didn't notice, Sventovet let go of his clenched palm.

A flaming flaming bird spread its wings and rushed towards the world serpent.

When Chernaberg saw the appearance of the firebird, he said with a surprised expression, "Is it Gamma Youen?"

The moment the firebird touched it, its entire huge head was enveloped in blazing flames.

The sturdy scales that could withstand the thunderous force were now like tissue paper in the fire. Constantly burning into black ashes. The serpent's massive body flipped in pain, and the sea of clouds surrounding the temple was scattered by him.

The splendor of heaven sprinkled the earthly world, and the people on earth raised their heads and were horrified to find a long snake with a red chain surging and wriggling!

"Go back, Veres. There is no truth here that you are looking for. ”

Sventovet continued, "Return to the Styx, and the burning fire will be extinguished. You will be free from your pain again. ”

At this time, Veres had already been burned to the flesh, and for the last time, holding his head high, roared in front of him, "Sventovet. ”

This time, Veres called him by his first name. There was no longer the respect in his tone, replaced by a more vicious curse.

The fire of the god-king spread unscrupulously on it, and Veres, enduring the pain that seeped into the bone marrow, and the powerful hatred, gritted his teeth at the gods who stood by, and said, "You wait, one day, I will return to the temple of the gods." ”

"Bring the twilight of the gods to you high gods!"

Under the scorching flames, Veres lost the last of his strength, and his burning black body slowly slid down. The black ashes swept through the sky and fell directly into the Stygian Sea.

Wrath.

Unwilling.

He knew that one day, he would come back. In the midst of losing consciousness, the serpent's cold vertical pupils stared at the gods of the heavens. The same grim expression had been carved into their faces.

"Every defeat brings you closer to the truth, Veres. ”

In the boundless abyss of the sea, Veres, who was about to sleep and waiting to fall asleep, heard a whisper in someone's ear. He tried to open his eyes and see each other clearly, but he couldn't resist the drooping eyelids after all.

Then the whole earth trembled, the mountains collapsed, and the flood spread.

The huge body of Veres that fell into the Stygian Sea directly caused the entire earth to tremble.

Eventually, the serpent's shadow disappeared into the vast sea.

Except for the black ash that fluttered in the sky, which proved the existence of the behemoth, there was no black figure in the calm sea.

On that day, the Dnieper Document recorded the scene of the burning serpent falling from the sky, and they did not embellish it with too many words, and recorded the scene of the natural disaster with their own eyes in a short and clear sentence.

"The God-King sent down a fire and burned the Serpent of the World. Veres fell into the Stygian Sea and never reappeared. ”