The Sea Monster fell before he had even used any strength.
Lu Yao was very satisfied.
He wished every battle could be a dump-truck attack. If he could just crush straight through everything, why bother with complicated tactics?
Back when he was in school, his math teacher had said that simplicity was beauty.
Although Lu Yao was bad at math, he had always remembered that line and agreed with it wholeheartedly.
Lu Yao observed the situation.
The little people on the island had already been cowed by the Blood Knight he was controlling. Most of them stood frozen in place, their fighting spirit gone, having completely given up on resisting.
The villain's part was over. It was time for the Hero to appear.
He calculated the distance. With the Blood Knight's HP, even if he walked all the way back across the seabed while losing health every second, he could still keep going for over forty minutes—more than enough to return to the castle.
Speaking of which, Apostles could walk on the seabed without eating or drinking, just like humanoid submarines. Unlike Galleys, which had to stop and dock along the way, constantly resupply, avoid wind and waves, and waste a great deal of time.
In terms of sailing efficiency alone, it was actually slower than having the Blood Knight walk underwater the whole way.
Just as Lu Yao was preparing to retreat and have Isabelle come over to save the island and spread God Yao's love and peace, the people of the Donghai Clan stopped the Blood Knight.
At their head was a woman named Haimila, twenty-five years old, the [Chief].
"Please wait. You are God's Apostle, correct?"
Haimila said, "Now that the Qi God has abandoned the Donghai Clan, how do you intend to deal with us?"
Lu