Chapter 995 [Observation] You are just a little snake now.
Others were also unable to express their feelings at the time.
Although I had guessed many of the pains Asa might have gone through, seeing this clip on the screen still made me feel sorry for him.
How could they do this?!
Most of the people present are not cold-hearted or indifferent; it's impossible for them to be completely unaffected by emotions.
So everyone's emotions are very complicated right now, and it's hard to say whether they feel hatred, sympathy, anger, or something else towards Asa.
...
I don't know how much time has passed.
day to day.
Spring goes and winter comes again.
But the little snake hidden in the darkness remained completely still.
A slight coolness suddenly flowed through the sweltering air.
Two pure white figures suddenly fell into the demon's territory.
The blonde-haired, blue-eyed angel with a pair of pure white wings looked at the white-haired angel with three pairs of wings in front of her and asked with some surprise, "High Priest, is this also the territory of the demon race? Why does it feel different from what I've seen before?"
The high priest casually caught a falling black leaf and replied nonchalantly, "Demons are of course divided into races, just as humans are divided into nations."
The angel Fanisi nodded knowingly, glanced around warily, and turned back to find the high priest staring down at his feet.
"High Priest, what's wrong? Is something amiss?"
The high priest took a step back, slightly raised his finger, and a small red snake, no longer than a forearm, floated out from the ground.
He glanced at it, then reached out and caught the limp little snake.
Fanixi curiously leaned closer and examined the snake closely. When he saw the snake's vital spot, he exclaimed in surprise, "Huh? Its heart is gone, yet it's still alive?!"
The high priest examined the little snake several times, turning it over and over. "Yes, it's alive, yet it's like it's dead."
He spoke softly, and gentle, bright starlight appeared in his hand as he drew a circle above the snake's seven-inch mark with his fingertip.
Flesh and blood immediately grew in the hole, filling the snake's mutilated body.
Unfortunately, the space for the heart remains empty.
The high priest casually wrapped the small red snake around his arm.
Upon seeing this, Fannisi blinked, then blinked again, "Ah? High Priest, are you going to take this little snake away?"
"Because this kind of snake is very rare, isn't it?" the high priest asked casually.
Fannisi: "...But this is a humanoid creature from the demon race."
"It's alright, let's go and see other places."
Having said that, the high priest took the lead and walked forward.
Fannisi had no choice but to follow.
The little snake wrapped around the high priest's hand twitched its lifeless eyes slightly, then quickly went still.
The high priest showed Fannisi around and explained the demon's situation.
However, rather than understanding, it would be more accurate to say they were just casually strolling around.
Fani was a little frightened, afraid of being seen by the demon, but seeing his high priest so calm, he calmed his pounding heart a little.
The high priest leaned against the treetop, looking down at the small red snake in his hand, and stroked its head with his fingertip. "It's awake."
The little snake's gray pupils stared intently at him, then suddenly opened its mouth, revealing its fangs, and bit him.
The high priest looked at him but did not stop him.
In an instant, sharp fangs pierced the skin.
"High Priest!"
Fani was startled and almost attacked the little snake.
But the high priest waved his hand to stop him, watching with amusement as the snake continued to bite his wrist.
As if he couldn't bear to watch any longer, he pried open the snake's mouth, freeing his bleeding wrist, and then held the snake in his other hand, pressing his fingers against its mouth.
He raised his injured hand, letting the dripping blood fall into its mouth, and said leisurely, "You do know what's useful to you."
Fannisi stood quietly to the side, occasionally glancing curiously at the snake.
He couldn't help but wonder to himself: Is it really okay for the high priest to nurture a demon with his own blood...?
Feeling that it was about time, the high priest shook his hand slightly, and the bite wound on his wrist instantly healed.
Looking at the snake curled up in a ball, he poked its head with his fingertip. "How pitiful."
The little snake Asa stared at him without moving.
Feeling that his internal energy had recovered a little, he hid his head inside his coiled body, preparing to fall asleep again.
Unexpectedly, the high priest angel grabbed the tip of his tail, lifted him up, and even shook him.
Asa: "..."
But he remained motionless.
Without a heart, doing anything except sleeping is extremely difficult for him.
So Asa ignored the angel high priest.
Once he confirmed that the little snake really didn't react at all, the high priest got bored and wrapped it around his arm again.
Fanixi was terrified.
Their high priest is good in every way, except that his personality... well... is a little bit unpredictable.
"Ah, this..." Kawasaki Machi exclaimed in surprise, "Isn't this the master??"
"Hiss—Asa has lived for so long!?" Liu Qingyao's focus remained peculiar.
Behefinger chimed in, "Isn't Asa a demon? Demons can live this long, right? Even if they can't, it must be because he's special."
Liu Qingyao frowned, her face full of curiosity, and began to discuss with Beihefenger across Qianzhu, "But didn't he lose his heart? Isn't the heart the weakness of a demon?"
Behfinger's eyes widened, his face serious. "Can't we just take it back? Even if we don't, I don't think Asa would be without a way to get it back!"
Liu Qingyao pondered for a second and a half, "You're right, but I think the heart has definitely been retrieved, but Asa won't put that heart back into his body."
Bechfenger nodded repeatedly, clearly agreeing with the sentiment.
Qianzhu: "..."
The rest of the people: "..."
The two of them whispered to each other, practically revealing all their thoughts and ideas.
Kawasaki Machi opened his mouth, then closed it again, remained silent for two seconds, and then spoke again: "Don't you think that Mr. feeding Asa with his own blood is also a key point?"
"Um……"
“Why not?” Behringer and Liu Qingyao said in unison, their expressions almost identical.
Kawasaki Machi: "..."
Bertrand hesitated, wanting to speak but then stopping himself, and finally just pinched a potato chip and put it in his mouth, chewing it slowly.
Never mind, let's keep reading and see what happens next.
...
The high priest actually carried the little snake with him and nourished it with a few drops of his own blood every day.
About a month later, the listless little snake seemed to come back to life and regain some vitality, but it still spent most of its time sleeping.
Fannisi stayed close to the high priest, his gaze towards the little snake quite complex.
Why is the high priest so kind to this little snake, even nourishing it with his own blood...?
Hmm... does the High Priest still remember this snake demon?
Moreover, the faint aura emanating from the little snake was unlike that of an ordinary demon; it was that of a demon itself.
Fannisi: "..."
If he could sense it, then the high priest must have noticed it long ago, right?
As the little snake gradually recovered, the cruel aura of a demon emanating from it became increasingly apparent.
Fannisi remained wary of it.
The high priest acted as if he were keeping an ordinary pet snake.
...But what kind of decent family raises their pet snake with their own blood?
Poking at the little snake that was curled up and sleeping soundly in his hand, the high priest sat at the highest point of the snow mountain. His entire being was so white that he almost blended into the surrounding snow scene. He idly half-opened his eyes and gazed at the red sun peeking out from the horizon.
Then suddenly he grabbed the little snake's body, lifted it up and shook it a few times, "Don't sleep, watch the sunrise."
Asa: "..."
He slowly raised his head and glanced at the sunrise.
Well, I only glanced at it.
The high priest held the snake in his hand, squeezing and turning it over, his tone languid, "You're really hard to get along with."
Asa didn't bother to pay attention.
Demons and angels are inherently incompatible.
After watching the sunrise for a while, Fannisi suddenly approached the high priest and said, "High Priest, news has come from the tribe that the demon race has attacked again, and they want you to return immediately."
"knew."
The high priest replied in a lazy and dismissive tone.
Asa curled up its tail, rested its head on its body, flicked its equally scarlet forked tongue slightly, and fixed its gaze on the high priest.
Noticing his gaze, the high priest reached under his chin with his fingertips and gently scratched him with his fingertips, as if he were treating a cat.
Asa looked at him with a chilling gaze.
The high priest chuckled and patted his head. "You're just a powerless little snake right now, you can't fight back."
Asa immediately bit him again.
"You're so fierce."
The high priest gave a perfunctory reply, pulled his bitten finger out, wrapped the snake around his wrist again, stood up, and turned to look at Fanisi, "Let's go."
Fanisi opened his mouth, hesitated for a moment, and then asked, "High Priest, are you going to take this snake back with you?"
"What does it matter? It's not capable of anything anyway."
Asa: "..."
Oh, once he's fully recovered, I'll eat this birdman first!
Seemingly sensing his thoughts, the high priest glanced at him with a half-smile.
The little snake yawned and went to sleep contentedly.
...
At the boundary.
The angels and demons gaze at each other from afar, a great war about to break out.
When the high priest returned with Fannisi, the two sides were still arguing. However, most of the angels considered themselves holy and could not win the argument against the demons. They were all red-faced with anger and shame.
Of course, the other side was also testing whether their high priest was present.
Although they received the information, they were unsure whether it was false information released by the Angels.
The only one they feared was the high priest; the other angels were nothing to be afraid of.
Upon discovering that the High Priestess of Angels seemed to be truly absent, the demons immediately sounded the horn of attack.
Fannisi has already been sent to fight by the high priest, who is still watching the chaos at the border from his high vantage point.
Asa glanced at him with a hint of something odd in her eyes.
The high priest poked his little head. "Weren't you going to sleep? Why aren't you sleeping?"
Asa dodged his hand, adjusted his position, and looked at the chaotic boundary.
The high priest watched with him for a moment, and seeing that the casualties on both sides were gradually increasing, he raised an eyebrow slightly, "That's about enough."
As soon as he finished speaking, he flashed and appeared directly on the boundary. With a slight wave of his hand, all the demons present were bounced back by the invisible barrier.
Upon seeing him, the demons froze for a moment, then surrendered instantly, fleeing back to their own territory in a panic.
The high priest, his eyelashes half-closed, watched the demon flee further and further away, listening to the cheers of the angels, and lazily and surprisedly muttered to himself, "He ran away as soon as he saw me. I almost believed that I was really that strong."
Asa: "..."
Asa couldn't speak, and could only look at him with a speechless gaze.
No matter how you look at it, this guy is no ordinary angel; the fact that his blood can restore his energy clearly shows that he is extraordinary.
The high priest turned around leisurely and glanced at the restless border creatures.
Asa then saw the border creature that had fallen to the ground and pretended to be dead at the sight of the high priest.
"..."
He watched with a heavy heart as the high priest raised his hand and waved it away, silencing the angels and leading the dead angels back to the underworld. His doubts deepened.
But he didn't think much of it, since it was none of his business.
The high priest lazily raised his hand and stroked the cold snake scales on Asa's body, speaking casually to Fanisi, "The demons will probably not attack for a few years, so don't come looking for me during this time."
Fanisi hesitated for a moment, then could only nod respectfully, "Understood, I will give the order."
The high priest slightly raised his chin, indicating that he could go back.
As he watched his figure gradually fly away, the high priest moved slightly and left the border in the blink of an eye.
"I guess you've never left the Nightmare Clan, so I'll just take you along for a bit of fun."
The high priest stroked the little snake's head with his fingers.
Asa is almost used to it.
Over the course of a year and a half, Asa was taken by the high priest to visit countless strange and unusual places, and was fed a few drops of blood every day.
From initially feeling completely weak, Asa is now able to move around on his own.
A small, unusual, bright red snake slithered through the flowers, causing other snakes, insects, and rodents to flee in panic, even those larger than itself.
"Asa, let's go."
A cool and languid voice came from outside the flower bushes.
Before Asa could react, the snake floated back into the high priest's hand.
The high priest glanced at him a few times, then lowered his eyes. "Shouldn't it be about time by tomorrow?"
Asa flicked his forked tongue in response.
The high priest chuckled softly and led him to another place to play.
Asa gave a small yawn and curled up on the high priest's shoulder.
"Wow—Asa and her husband have such a good relationship?"
Liu Qingyao frowned and spoke.
Bechfenger exclaimed "Oh ho!"
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