Several months later, after the plague first appeared on the Debanks Islands.
The Serpent City and the baptism of its God were the only salvation of the natives of Debanks Island. Only where the light of the Church of the Heavenly Serpent God Nāgarāja shone could they avoid the plague.
They could even continue living healthily, unafraid of suddenly vomiting blood and ending up dead by the roadside.
Leylin had less and less interest in the dealings of mortals these days. The natives only had two choices anyway: they could either convert to their faith or die from the plague.
With the only options offered death and salvation, it was extrely easy to conquer Debanks Island.
Having lost their worshippers, the Totem Spirits and Ancestral Spirits had turned into a thing of the past. They had no more chances to turn the tide because, with the death of every single one of their worshiper, they were getting weaker and weaker.
As Leylin predicted, the reaction of the Divine Beings and Demigods that existed at the Debanks Islands ca too late, and it was too weak.
Their reactions were too slow, and when they finally realized what was happening, it didn't even matter in the great sche of things.
Only after everything was lost to the Church of the Heavenly Serpent God Nāgarāja the native Diving Beings and Demigods act.
Unfortunately for them, they had no hope of stopping Leylin's ticulously laid plans that were already in full force.
Moonlight and starlight dimly shone upon Serpent City, giving everything they touched a silver glow. It was just another peaceful night in the Serpent City, one of the last or probably the last peaceful places on the Debanks Islands.
Tiff and Isabel had just ended their daily duties.
As they were the highest-ranking personnel under Leylin's administration and rule, both of them had a lot of things on their hands.
Especially Tiff, who was Supre Pontiff of the Church of the Heavenly Serpent God Nāgarāja and was organizing everything from the clergies to the dostic affairs of the Serpent City.
Suddenly, they felt their hearts constrict and palpitate as if so prehistoric beast was drawing towards them from a distance. A nervousness made their hair stand on end as they made their way to the windows.
"This is…"
Both of them were frozen in shock when they realized what was happening.
A trail of fire lit up the sky, its dazzling rays lighting up the horizon and basking Serpent City in its radiance. At the end of this golden light were several figures with monstrous auras that left the two of them sowhat suffocated.
"The Tribal Gods! They ca here directly…"
Tiff cried hoarsely because they didn't anticipate that they would attack so soon, or rather they would be stupid enough to attack the Serpent City openly. But probably the desperate one couldn't be chooser on what to do.
These Totem Spirits and Ancestral Spirits weren't foolish enough to let Leylin chop them apart. When they realized that the conventional ans were ineffective against Leylin's sches, they went for the more drastic and desperate counterasures.
With the imnse pressure he put on them, they decided to band together in a ferocious counterattack. Their sources had confird that Leylin was the one behind all this.
If Leylin's main body was killed in a holy war, then everything would be over, but there was one thing that the Totem Spirits and Ancestral Spirit miscalculated entirely...
The fact that this was just another phase of Leylin's plan.
The fledgling Law God Magus was aware that the Totem Spirits and Ancestral Spirits wouldn't be able to fight against him conventionally and he was also ware of the fact that they would have only sole option to deal with him.
Kill him personally by attacking the Serpent City.
Everything that was happening just went perfectly according to his calculations and everyone moved like obedient pawns on the chessboard.
Even if those spirits had left their strongholds, they were still Demigods and reached the pinnacle of the material plane below the rank of True Gods.
With a glance, Leylin could tell that even though their powers had waned, they were still very strong.
It was clear that while weakened, they planned to overco him with sheer numbers; a Demigod Rank was comparable to the Half-Step Rank 7 Magus.
While the four of them were weakened, Leylin could deduce that their strength was lingering between the utter limit of Rank 6 Magus and Half-Step Rank 7.
As the Supre Pontiff of the Church of the Heavenly Serpent God Nāgarāja, Tiff knew that he couldn't lose his grip in such tis; his heart still skipped a beat. But he remained calm as he imdiately began to issue orders and act upon the Plan that his God devised.
"It's the Flaming Guardian!"
"Almighty Akaban, the Sun God…"
The phenonon in the skies had alerted the natives, and when many of them looked up into the skies, they saw the demigods they had forsaken. They cried out in fear, calling the nas of the gods they used to worship.
"There is no need to fear, children…"
A voice sounded from the Nāga, traveling to the depths of each worshipper's soul. It seed to co to life, the voice carrying a soothing energy that cald them down imdiately.
Right now, the most important thing for Leylin was to obtain control over the situation; once he lost control, he knew that everything would go to fuck.
A phantom of Nāga appeared in midair, facing the enemies, as the phantom Nāga raised its swords at the four Demigods of the Debanks Islands, ready to attack and cut them down at any mont.
Not to ntion, Gu Long was still in the Serpent City, probably ready to intervene if he was ready, but that was sothing that Leylin wished to prevent. This was not only a plan to destroy the Native Tribal Gods but also to assu authority and showcase his strength and superiority.
He needed to do it alone, to prove to anyone that the Church of the Heavenly Serpent God Nāgarāja and its faith was the true path. There were still many among the natives who had so doubts about his faith and this would be the perfect opportunity to convert everyone to the true believer.
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