The game has become a real alternate world-Chapter 755 - 437: Enemy of God

On the high walls of Red Snake City.

The city walls had already sustained considerable damage amid fierce battles, and were further stained by patches and splashes of various kinds of blood.

On top of the city walls, several Snake-man guards were gathered, silently taking a rest.

Sitting on the wall with their eyes closed.

They needed to seize every moment to rest, as the waves of mouse attacks scarcely allowed them any break.

Among them, one Snake-man guard was not resting but rather leaning out to look beyond the walls.

He needed to observe the situation outside.

In the distance, he could see some mice slowly retreating.

Seeing this scene, the Snake-man guard frowned and continued observing.

The current situation seemed different from before.

Under normal circumstances, between attacks, there would always be numerous mice randomly shooting cold arrows in the vicinity.

Their intention was to cause endless harassment, even occasionally selecting segments of the walls for small-scale attacks.

The mice never cared about their soldiers, being numerous, they resorted to all sorts of actions.

But today was oddly different.

Since it started, several hours had passed since the mice's last attack.

Based on previous experiences, they should have commenced their attack by now, but it remained eerily quiet, with even those mice beginning to retreat.

To guard against any unexpected incidents, the Snake-man guard kept watching for a while, until every mouse he could see had retreated beyond his sight.

"Wake up, there's something wrong."

He shouted to his comrades.

The Snake-man guards who were resting immediately opened their eyes, instinctively gripping the weapons placed beside them.

"Has it started?" one Snake-man guard inquired.

Though his face was filled with fatigue, he was still poised to jump back into battle.

The observing Snake-man guard shook his head, pointing at the outside of the wall to his fellow soldiers.

These guards peered outward.

"Where are the mice? Have they hidden themselves?"

"Have they found a breach?"

"Are they trying to dig tunnels again? That's odd."

All the Snake-man guards voiced their doubts, astonished not to see mice poised below, lurking to continually disturb.

No wonder they felt something was off earlier; turns out they were resting too comfortably.

The brief rest they just had was the best respite they'd had in quite some time.

Ordinarily, shouldn't it be mice everywhere when looking down?

How long had it been since it was like this?

"No, I just saw them retreating myself," the observing Snake-man guard said.

"Retreat?!" a guard asked incredulously.

The mice actually retreated.

Since those mice thought of a plan, they had maintained it for over a month, with their relentless waves of attacking wearing them down.

Both mentally and physically, they faced immense pressure, deeply believing the fall of the city was just a matter of time.

Under such circumstances, they actually retreated.

Soon, patrol soldiers came to inform them.

All the guards conducted vigilant inspections and patrols at various locations on the walls, attempting to find a reason for the mice's actions.

However, they found nothing.

They even sent out reconnaissance teams beyond the walls, searching around the city.

The result almost confirmed the mice were indeed retreating.

Soon, they dispatched patrol soldiers outward, heading towards the mice's camp.

Snake-man guards were fully armed.

They saw the mice's camp from afar.

They exchanged glances among themselves.

Eyeing the camp boldly, with expressions akin to facing death, they slowly headed towards it.

But the closer they got, the more astonished their expressions became.

Because there were no mice obstructing them.

They entered the mice's filthy, foul-smelling camp unimpeded.

Carefully examined it.

They found not a single mouse.

Not a trace of supplies either.

The mice had retreated.

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Inside the Mage Tower. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Kana and others were conversing with the management of Red Snake City and their generals.

Discussing upcoming military actions, quickly freeing Red Snake City from the danger of being besieged and potentially destroyed at any moment of their current predicament.

Yet, at that moment, a commotion was heard outside.

It seemed like the soldiers were cheering.

"What's going on?" Red Snake, who was listening in, frowned and asked.

A guard beside him was about to go check.

Then the door swung open.

A Snake-man officer hurriedly entered, his face filled with shock and even excitement.

"What's happening outside?"

The Snake-man officer shook his head and said, "The mice have retreated."

"What?" The Snake-man general thought he misheard.

An official beside him asked, "Are you sure? Did you send someone to check and patrol?"

"We're sure, we've been constantly patrolling outside and found no trace of the mice, just evidence of their retreat.

We even sent a squad of scouts to the mice's camp and discovered all the mice had already withdrawn, and we found this... uh, a mouse letter?"

He seemed a bit unsure, handing over the letter found in the camp.

The gathered crowd looked bewildered.

The mice retreating might be understandable, but leaving a letter?

What kind of move is this?

Bobo was particularly curious.

The official took the letter, skimmed it to ensure there were no issues, and then handed it to Red Snake.

Everyone could see the letter, seemingly trying to imitate their way of writing, but the scribbled letters and the dirty, wrinkled paper unmistakably indicated the mice weren't adept at this.

The crooked text was barely recognizable.

After Red Snake finished reading, he glanced queerly at Kana and the others and then passed the letter along.

"For you, I think it is."

Kana took it, perplexed.

[Enemy of God, remember your despicable and shameless ways, the great...]

Well, it felt quite mouse-like, both in the writing style and the awkward arrangement and combination of the text.

The entire letter wasn't smoothly written, yet it was clear the mice had put a lot of effort into it.

Essentially, it was cursing Kana and telling Kana they would return for revenge.

What the hell?

They hadn't even started fighting yet.

Then the letter was circulated.

Everyone's expression was peculiar, as whether it was the mice writing a letter, retreating in such a situation, or the content of the letter, it was all a first for them.

"So... is it true?"

"Deploy more troops to expand the reconnaissance range, ensure the mice really retreated."

"Then let's do that."

Soon, they sprang into action, with Kana also dispatching the Night Watchers to conduct reconnaissance.

The initial attack meeting was temporarily shelved; if the mice had indeed retreated, new plans were surely needed.

It didn't take long to confirm, the mice had truly retreated, because the swift Night Watchers even caught up with the retreating mouse swarm to confirm they were genuinely leaving.

Upon confirmation, the Snake-men fell into a frenzy, at last able to truly relax and rest, even if just for half a day.

Red Snake looked at Kana in front of him.

"Enemy of God?"

Just their arrival made the mice retreat.

So what did these Night Watchers do while they were besieged?