Although they had guessed as much.
When Sagittarius actually said it aloud, Wen Xishu and the others were still utterly astonished.
Xun Hui and Yue Yun, who were present, also had Longxia blood. But ultimately, they had been born and raised in the Bunker.
The education they had received was already a post-apocalyptic one.
Wen Xishu was different.
He knew just how many gods there were in the country corresponding to Longxia in his previous life.
Never mind Pangu, who split heaven and earth, Nuwa, who molded humans, or the Three Pure Ones of Taoism...
Just consider the monkey born from a stone, the three-eyed god with a dog, and the rebellious lotus-root boy who only acknowledged his father when he held a pagoda...
These myths and legends were etched into their very blood and bones.
If the towers' power could truly find vessels for those stories...
Longxia alone would have enough for a war of the gods.
But now, Longxia's Hidden Dragon Plan had actually forced all its gods to fuse through a simple, brutal method.
"That god... must have a bit of a split personality, huh?" Wen Xishu said.
Sagittarius nodded.
"He was fine at first. Countless people fused together, their united will giving the product of their god-making project a sense of what he should do."
"But at the time, everyone thought they'd solved the problem."
"As long as everyone shared one goal and worked toward it, the birth of a god was inevitable."
"But in truth, although the thing they'd created knew what to do, its mind was in chaos."
"And its confusion and fragmentation only kept deepening."
"The Longxia people's solution was peculiar. They firmly believed that everyone of their people must share one heart."
"That's a wonderful ideal, but with a population that large,