A chill shot up Dragon Soaring World's back, racing along his spine to the top of his head.
They came from the same system.
Those words chilled him more than any horror story he had ever heard.
One God of Wrath had already raised a tidal wave in Western Europe, forcing Great God Night Roaming God to intervene personally.
Now Sloth had appeared in Africa.
Did that mean Pride, Envy, Gluttony, Greed, and Lust were still to come?
If those seven horrors appeared one after another, how many safe places would Blue Star have left?
This was no mere invasion. It was the prelude to the end of the world!
"Great God, this..."
Dragon Soaring World's throat went dry. He could not bring himself to finish the question.
He wanted to ask what they should do, but the question felt foolish.
As the old saying went, when the sky fell, the tallest person held it up.
And the man before him was already the tallest there was.
If even he found this interesting, then the gravity of the situation was beyond anything Dragon Soaring World could imagine.
Qin Chuan did not answer. He calmly raised a hand and tapped the air before him.
The space in front of Dragon Soaring World twisted and folded, becoming a vast mirror of water.
In the mirror lay the African continent, millions of miles away.
Across endless rolling sands, an immense wall of water advanced at an impossible speed.
Behind it, black fertile soil and lush green vegetation spread rapidly.
A figure holding a blue scepter hovered in midair, surrounded by towering waves. Divine Might poured out of him without restraint, and his face was alight with near-mad excitement.
It was the Water God.
Behind him, another figure in white stood motionless. Wherever he