What was that...
Although the two gigantic tentacles had withdrawn beneath the water after striking once, disappearing without a trace,
that savage scene had still left Delanlai completely stunned. He had not even worried that such a deafening crash might expose them further.
"You probably won't drown, but are you sure you're just going to leave her there?"
Seeing this, Fu Qian pointed at the water and kindly reminded him.
"Was that... the Sea God?"
As if jolted awake from a dream, Delanlai whipped around to look at Fu Qian, bewilderment washing over him as if his faith had crumbled.
"How could it have listened to you?"
There was no mistake!
That terrifying power, that majesty too exalted to look upon—the two tentacles had clearly belonged to a Divine creature.
But how could such a being take orders from a mere mortal?
And yet the facts were right in front of him. There was no doubt that it had appeared in response to that man's movements. Wait—
Delanlai quickly realized something else.
"The attack on the ship outside was your order too..."
His voice had grown somewhat hoarse.
Had the carefully planned execution actually been under some kind of control he couldn't comprehend from the very beginning?
That horrifying possibility doubled his terror in the instant.
"Impossible. Why would you do this? You—"
The next moment, Delanlai realized something.
"You deliberately had it drive everyone in here, and you were manipulating that mermaid too..."
Heh heh heh heh...
In response to Delanlai's vivid imagination, Fu Qian let out a string of sinister mastermind laughter, playing along.
Then, once he had finished laughing, he said nothing at all and simply turned to leave.
Still reeling from the shock of his own deductions, Delanlai watched him go through gritted teeth. In the