Chapter 1337: Sorry, Can't Do It!

In the wheat fields, withered yellow and the earth cracked, farmers burdened with yellow sandy soil stared at their shrunken wheat spikes, their faces revealing helplessness and despair.

After trying a series of unsuccessful measures, they finally pinned their hopes on the elusive deities.

So, the village chief invited a well-known local mage and a temple priest, and a grand rain-praying ritual began.

Unfortunately, no matter how much money the villagers spent on lavish sacrificial offerings, how tirelessly the priests danced, or how earnestly the worshippers prayed, the sky remained bright and clear, with not a cloud in sight.

"Such devout worship and prayers, won't you respond?" In the mist-covered marsh, a youth in splendid attire gazed at the giant serpent peacefully slumbering beneath the water and asked softly.