Became a Demon with Pregnancy System-Chapter 143: The Serpent’s Awakening

Victor Hale, high overhead on his Blazing Feather, almost dropped his staff. "Impossible... we’d planned to subdue it, but it has grown to these proportions? H-how?"

In truth, the serpent had advanced drastically, partly by absorbing the toxins from Laurence Mann’s sabotage, partly from prior battles and the natural accumulation of its ancient power.

Now, it radiated an aura that dwarfed even typical monarch-level beasts—like a primeval guardian awakened in the city’s hour of need.

The Silver Dome Lord, perched in the clouds, shrieked furiously at the serpent’s appearance. Its own feathered minions grew uneasy, thrashing and scattering.

The serpent’s aura was massive, its ancient energy overshadowing the entire battlefield. For a moment, the White Devil Eagles lost cohesion, reeling from the sudden shift in the night’s balance of power.

Zack Reed drew a sharp breath. "Is the serpent...helping us, or is it just here coincidentally?"

Victor Hale tensed. "No, it can’t be an ally. That demon snake...we were about to punish it. Now it’s bigger than any of us imagined."

Zack Reed quietly murmured, "In light of the imminent threat, perhaps it sees the Silver Dome Lord as a rival. We can only guess."

A hush fell as the thousand-meter serpent uncoiled, scales reflecting star-gleams. Its massive head lifted skyward, meeting the glare of the colossal eagle.

The fortress defenders watched with bated breath: two monstrous apex predators, each capable of leveling entire armies, locked eyes.

Then, with a ground-shaking hiss, the serpent moved. The air seemed to crackle as it slithered across the foothills, inching closer to the fortress and the White Devil Eagles. People on the walls had no illusions—if the serpent attacked them, they’d be powerless to repel it. But it made no lunge at the fortress. Instead, it fixed its gaze on the Silver Dome Lord above.

In that charged standoff, Luke, hovering near a smaller watchtower, witnessed the spectacle. A faint smile curved his lips. Here it is. The perfect twist.

If the Totem Serpent engaged the Silver Dome Lord and saved the fortress from the demon eagle onslaught, it would become a hero. Even Victor Hale might have to concede the serpent’s value.

He soared out a bit, scanning for any other major threats. The fortress’s archers and mages held position, slack-jawed at the mountainous serpent figure.

The White Devil Eagles flitted in disarray, screeching nervously, while the giant eagle shrieked back in a challenge.

And so the battlefield stilled—like the hush before a lightning strike. Two monarchs faced off, each commanding an army of lesser creatures. Humans, uncertain, hovered on the edges, waiting to see which side might become their salvation or their doom.

A hush fell over the West Fortress battlefield. High on the ramparts, defenders still reeled from the monumental clash between the Totem Serpent and the colossal Silver Dome Lord.

Residual gales from the serpent’s grand arrival swept across the stronghold, ruffling the soldiers’ cloaks and stirring up clouds of dust.

Below, the fortress walls bore fresh scars from the night’s relentless siege of White Devil Eagles, yet the mood had shifted dramatically in the last few moments.

Instead of facing total annihilation from the sky, the defenders now watched an awe-inspiring spectacle: their "mysterious serpent god" had intervened, making the once-daunting monarch-level bird appear downright feeble.

The serpent had grown to a length exceeding a thousand meters, dwarfing nearly every structure in sight. Its scaled mass undulated through the darkness, moonlight glinting off each ancient ridge of armor.

"Snake God!" someone shouted in half-disbelief.

"It’s really our Snake God—he’s come to protect us!" cried another voice.

Their calls carried both astonishment and relief. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

Zack Reed stood among them, tears faintly pooling in his eyes. His fists were clenched so hard his knuckles showed white. "Yes... Yes, that is our serpent god," he murmured, voice trembling with emotion. He had known the Totem Serpent was formidable, but he had never witnessed it at such an immense size. He had also never seen it respond so decisively to the city’s crisis.

Through the gloom, faint torchlight reflected off the serpent’s glossy scales, revealing an opalescent sheen of purple and black.

The serpent’s triangular head hovered a great distance above the fortress towers, exuding a regal and terrifying aura. Even the White Devil Eagles that had been circling in hungry flocks slowed their flight, cawing uncertainly, as though some primeval fear took hold of them.

Zack Reed recalled how, in times past, Arcadia had suffered demon invasions—but typically from commander-level threats.

The Totem Serpent, though rumored to dwell in the outskirts, rarely appeared unless the threat was severe.

This time, the Silver Dome Lord had attacked with a swarm so vast that the fortress risked collapse. Yet, at the critical hour, the serpent had come of its own volition, no commands from humans needed.

It was a sign as old as Arcadia’s lore: if a truly dire enemy set its sights on the city, the serpent would rise from its ancient domain to defend them.

The serpent’s roars vibrated through the mountains, stirring an instinctive dread in the lesser White Devil Eagles.

Even the four-clawed demon eagles, commander-level creatures themselves, quivered midair, uncertain whether to flee or obey their monarch’s commands.

Such potent fear was the effect of the serpent’s fearful pupil—the intangible aura of an apex predator.

Positioned on a partially collapsed watchtower, Victor Hale surveyed the scene with uneasy eyes. The flames of battle danced around him, and soldiers scrambled to regroup.

He had arrived brimming with confidence, determined to subdue the Totem Serpent eventually. Yet in this moment, he stood slack-jawed, witnessing the serpent’s massive power.

"Why is it...guarding Arcadia?" Hale muttered in confusion. He had spent years pushing to exterminate what he believed was a hidden danger lurking near the city—a monstrous serpent that might one day wreak havoc.

But the events before him told a different story. The serpent was not destroying Arcadia; it was actively confronting the Silver Dome Lord, a fiendish threat of equal or greater magnitude.