Veres robbed the god of thunder, Perron's wife, Kiva, and Perron was furious. The chased Veres incarnates people, horses, and oxen, and is forced to hide under trees and rocks, and Perron splits trees, smashes rocks, and releases lightning. Abundant rain descended, and in the end it was a great victory. - Song of Ancient Rus

I woke up from my sleep groggily, as if I had experienced a nightmare. There was a noise in my ears, and there were men and women, who seemed to be discussing things around them.

They are speaking in a language that they are not familiar with, but they can vaguely understand the meaning. However, all sounds stopped abruptly after he tried to move his muscles and bones to make a crisp sound.

Slowly opening his eyes, white light poured in like a surging tide down his eyelids. It wasn't until he got used to the light around him that he found himself tied to a stone pillar. His hands were chained and he couldn't move.

However, the moment he lowered his head, the whole person was stunned.

"Where's my feet?"

Instead of his feet, he was replaced by a long, thick, thick tail covered with dense black scales from the waist down. The scales rubbed against the ground, making a rustling sound, the only sound that appeared in the surrounding area.

After struggling a few times, the pain in his wrist told him that it was not a dream, but a reality.

He turned into a half-human, half-snake monster.

The information that flew through my head finally condensed into a few questions.

Where am I?

Why did I become half snake and half human?

The Athenian ancestor Seatrops, or the Quetzalcoatl, or the race of servants who worshipped Cthulhu?

All the questions were answered the moment he raised his head.

It is a temple with hollow columns rising from the solid ground and a semicircular dome raised high. Billions of glittering balls are set in the dome, mimicking the grandeur of the sun, moon and stars.

And under the dome, there are gods with different expressions.

Eventually, his gaze was fixed on the face less than a meter away.

A muscular man stood in front of him, dressed in hard armor depicting irises, eagles, horses, and oak trees. His face was furious, and the sharp edges of his tomahawk seemed to cut off his own head.

A god of war, a powerful sense of oppression seems to squeeze the heart out of the chest.

The gods stood around him, looking at themselves with either indifference or disgust, subconsciously keeping a certain distance.

The Adam's apple rolled a little, and finally a few vague syllables came out of his mouth. The fragments of memories in my mind slowly put together.

"Thor...... Perron?"

The moment I looked up and saw him, I finally remembered all the past events in my mind. And he finally remembered his name.

He's Veres.

In Slavic mythology, he was a god who symbolized the underworld and the sea, and was also an exiled god of war.

Because of his relationship with Perron's wife, Kivatong, he was punished by heaven. Banished to the cold sea, wandering between the underworld and the sea, never to return.

"Heh......"

"You don't deserve to call me by my name, Veres. ”

Annoyed, Perren raised his fist as hard as brass and iron, and then without hesitation, slammed it into Veres's weak abdomen.

Bang.

There was a loud bang, the fist hit the abdomen, and the stone pillar kept vibrating, and the original white stone pillar appeared cracked at this time.

At the same time, mixed with Veres's painful wail, he finally couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

The blood-soaked ground blossomed into a bright red flower.

This is the first time he has learned the power of Thor since he was reincarnated as Veres.

The immortal god can't withstand such a hammer blow, not to mention that the other party is still invincible, suppressing the giant snake clan who can't raise his head.

"Perron, you can do it in moderation. ”

Beloberg, who was standing on the side, couldn't stand it anymore, patted Perron on the shoulder, and said calmly, "Even if Veres commits a serious crime, he should be judged by the god king Sventovet, and you will be punished for executing a god without permission." ”

Perron turned his head, looked at the god of light in front of him with a cold expression, and asked, "Are you stopping me?" It's me, not you, who is the god of war. In the absence of the god-king Sventovet, I am the strongest god. ”

Looking at that angry and hideous face, Beloberg couldn't help but feel scared in his heart.

Between the remaining God of War and poor Veres, Beloberg finally let go of his hand, and he sighed, "Do it yourself." ”

This sentence is as much an exhortation to Peryn as it is to Viles.

Veres tried to get restrained by the chains, but there was a piercing pain in his wrist. He had been tortured for forty-nine days, but he still chose to remain silent.

The gods also regarded it as a disgrace.

The atmosphere in the temple was quiet and eerie, and the gods standing around the thunder god Perren all looked at Veres who was tied to the stone pillar with solemn expressions, and their expressions were disgusted that could not be concealed.

"Don't think I don't know what you're doing behind my back!"

"Again, where did you hide my wife?"

"If you don't open your mouth again this time, I will use the power of ten thousand thunderbolts to strip you of your identity as a god. ”

It is a great shame to be stripped of the status of a god, and he will be banished from the kingdom of the gods, never to be able to set foot in the temple again.

Perron lifted the hammer, and lightning and fire surrounded the handle. He looked at Veres who was bound by iron chains with fierce eyes, the green tendons on his arms burst out, and the next moment, the heavy hammer would fall on Veres's head with the power of ten thousand thunderbolts.

Even the temple shook slightly under Perron's thunder power.

The billions of orbs of light above the dome were also eclipsed at this time.

"Wait a minute, Perron. ”

Veres spoke.

Perron thought that the other party finally couldn't survive it, and slowly put down the war hammer in his hand.

However, he was not afraid. He just looked up, the chains grinding against the hard masonry. Look around at the gods who are watching coldly. His gaze finally fell on Perron, the furious Thorgod in front of him, and the razor-sharp battle axe and hammer in his left hand.

When the twelve main gods were just born, conflicts and confrontations had already broken out between Veres and Perron. For their half-brothers, the two have never greeted each other with a smile.

The corners of Veres' mouth drew a sinister smile, staring contemptuously at his opponent.

Then he slowly uttered the taunt that made Perron furious.

"Although I don't like you as a god, I think you're just a powerless and mindless being, but I still have to say something. ”

"Your wife is awesome to play. ”

(Historically, the texts on the Slavic mythological system have been scattered, and there are multiple versions of a story circulating, and there will be contradictory claims between multiple versions, and it is normal if some plots do not match what the reader knows.) ）