A giant snake popped out from the lake.
It was comparable to a mountain. A single scale was even bigger than the old priest. When the snake straightened its body, it looked like a really tall mountain peak.
This giant snake's body was multi-colored. The little girl was right; it was indeed a five-colored snake.
The old priest gulped as he looked at both the little girl and the unconscious old man.
He couldn't control himself and was thinking about fleeing!
His instinct was to avoid danger!
"I should have made a divination before heading out." The old priest was filled with regret and hatred.
He looked at the pitiful little girl who was in tears and suddenly recalled his oath.
The old priest stopped thinking about fleeing and looked at the snake with determination.
He couldn't flee!
But he was worried!
What if he couldn't beat it?
