A Tragic Scene

Kangqiao realized he had truly overestimated the Dinosaur People.

And he also had to admire the way these creatures' brains worked.

"So they really did misunderstand me again! But this time, what exactly are they planning to do?"

The very next day, as soon as dawn broke, Kangqiao saw a large number of the Four Races' little ones gathering inside the city. When these little ones formed neat ranks and marched out of the city holding various spears, he understood.

Last night, his pointing and gesturing at the Dinosaur People's priests had been directly misinterpreted as yet another kind of war horn.

When was the last time a scene like this played out?

Hmm?

Was it when the Dinosaur People coughed in his presence? Was it when the Dinosaur army set out to attack the Serpent People?

In any case, by the time Kangqiao came back to his senses, he found that the warriors of the Four Races around him had already made all preparations.

The Dinosaur People were the farthest from Kangqiao, neatly arrayed across the plain that ran down along the Great River.

The Serpent People were the same.

Only the Shark People were half-submerged in the water, one by one.

And every single Mosquito Person was neatly gathered in the sky around Kangqiao's shoulder height.

The moment all these little ones fixed their gazes on Him, Kangqiao understood—they definitely wanted him to follow them somewhere.

At a loss for words for a moment, Kangqiao also grew a little curious.

He had looked over the Four Races in the city last night, and it was clearly many times more prosperous than before.

With them in this state, was there really any threat they couldn't handle?

And what about the other three big fellows?

A bit puzzled, Kangqiao felt helpless, but still somewhat curious as he stepped toward the direction of the Four Races' warriors on land.

And as Kangqiao stepped forward, in an instant, all the Four Races let out what sounded like war horns for setting out.

That was the horn the priests commanding the Four Races used to order the warriors to march alongside their god—a howling sound blown from a large sea conch.

Under the clear, cloudless sky, the whole world had been utterly calm.

But when one after another explosion-like sound, comparable to a massive blast, came rumbling from afar, countless small animals on land began to flee in panic.

From the direction of the ground-shaking noise, a terrifying celestial phenomenon continuously kicked up splashing gravel and billowing dust.

Rolling black smoke spread endlessly, blotting out vast stretches of land.

And ahead of this rolling smoke, countless Dinosaur People and Serpent People were marching in a steady, jogging trot.

The march followed the Great River downstream, and in the river, countless Shark People kept surfacing and diving.

The Mosquito People constantly fluttered above the dust in the sky.

They surrounded Kangqiao on all sides, flying while secretly stealing glances at his terrifying and awe-inspiring figure.

The lower half of the terrifying Giant Beast was shrouded in dust, but its upper body could already touch the clouds of the early morning high sky.

With such a fearsome giant beast, plus the armies of the Four Races, the scene of that march was unimaginably shocking.

With land, sea, and air forces at his side, Kangqiao felt like he had once again successfully become a true super big boss!

Faced with this spectacle he had created, Kangqiao was genuinely intrigued and found it quite satisfying.

He just wondered what kind of monster the Four Races were leading him to deal with this time.

However, soon, after nearly eight sunrises and sunsets, Kangqiao finally noticed something was off.

Kangqiao and the Four Races arrived at the land along the edge of the Near Sea.

And at this moment, the Near Sea near this land was churning with rolling giant waves.

The waves came from the distant horizon of the sea, and they were ferocious beyond measure.

On the distant horizon of the sea, Kangqiao could even faintly see massive dark clouds.

Lightning flashed and thunder rumbled among the clouds—a true scene of oceanic apocalypse.

Moreover, the weather over the Near Sea was also gloomy and overcast, filled with a damp, fishy sea smell.

"It's the sea, huh?"

A hint of wistfulness crossed Kangqiao's face.

When he first descended into this world, it was in the sea, wasn't it?

But back then, the sea was murky and turbid, with submarine volcanoes erupting everywhere.

Compared to that, this scene of dark clouds pressing down like a city about to crumble was nothing.

At first, Kangqiao thought the giant waves were just an ordinary storm common in the ocean.

But when he really looked closely at where the waves washed ashore, he saw countless tiny corpses littering the beach!

In that moment, Kangqiao's pupils contracted slightly.

He could see clearly—most of these corpses were a kind of fishman he had never seen before.

Only these fish-men had large eyes bulging from their sockets, making them utterly hideous.

Besides the countless Frog-Fish People corpses washed ashore by the waves, Kangqiao also saw many dead Sea beasts and ocean fish.

If it were only these sights, it would have been fine.

But then, as Kangqiao swept his gaze, he quickly spotted familiar figures.

Among the many Frog-Fish People corpses were scattered a small number of bodies from the Four Races.

There were bloated Serpent People corpses, Dinosaur People corpses covered in bite marks, Shark People corpses, and even a Mosquito People corpse.

Upon seeing this shocking scene, Kangqiao's expression shifted from tourist-like curiosity to solemnity.

"It seems something's gone wrong in the deep sea!"

"Looks like the Water Lizard's territory ran into trouble, and that guy even called the other three races for help."

As Kangqiao analyzed the situation, the newly arrived warriors of the Four Races were already searching the corpses along the coastline for their kin's remains.

When the Four Races' warriors finished clearing their own people's bodies from the shore, the atmosphere of the entire world seemed to grow inexplicably heavy.

Gazing at the thunderstorm where sea and sky met, watching the giant waves still crashing onto the land, Kangqiao made no roar but used action to tell the Four Races' little ones that he would handle this.

As Kangqiao let out a sigh, his eyes turning serious, and began stepping into the beach, half his body sinking into the sea, the warriors of the Four Races abandoned gathering their kin's corpses.

Their faces, once filled with grief, were now set with determination and hatred!

Dinosaur People, Shark People, and Serpent People warriors followed Kangqiao into the water.

In the sky, the Mosquito People, fearless of the dark clouds and fierce winds, flew in a certain direction guided by the scouts of the three sea races.

This time, fewer than thirty thousand warriors of the Four Races followed Kangqiao out.

This was the last defensive force of Black Stone City. Though small, they brimmed with confidence and a fearless fighting spirit.

What gave them that confidence and fearlessness was the awakening of the great God of Lava!

On the seafloor, Kangqiao hadn't noticed much before diving in, but once submerged, he realized the brutal scene on the shoreline was just a glimpse.

For the seabed was now littered with a seemingly endless sea of corpses.

Though almost all were those ugly Frog-Fish People, the scattered bodies of the Four Races hinted at how fierce the war must be somewhere in the ocean.

"I hope things haven't spiraled out of control yet."

With a slightly heavy and serious heart, Kangqiao could only sigh to himself.

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