Everyone knew that Zhongli Wu's words were very likely meant to frame Shrek.
But why did they sound so convincing?
Shrek had always fought desperately to wipe out the Holy Spirit Cult. Several times, they had nearly eradicated it, yet a few remnants were always left behind. After the continent enjoyed a few years of peace, the Holy Spirit Cult would return, bringing disaster and spreading fear. Then Shrek would step forward, raising the banner of the Sea God to crusade against Evil Soul Masters and earn everyone's gratitude.
Even more—far, far more coincidentally—why were the places where the Holy Spirit Cult caused trouble always the regions where Sea God Faith was weakest?
That was far too much of a coincidence.
After hearing the Evil Soul Masters' account, they felt like sheep in a pen, responsible for producing wool—faith. Whenever a sheep wanted to leave the pen, the Evil Soul Masters would become the whip, lashing that disobedient little lamb viciously. Then Shrek, the fence, would open up for them. As long as they believed in the Sea God and obediently entered the enclosure, they would no longer have to fear the Evil Soul Masters.
"The Sea God is simply too benevolent. Unlike our Angel God, who would never accept the faith of Evil Soul Masters. All Evil Soul Masters shall be brought to justice!" Xu Tianran said with feeling.
"Bullshit! You're full of bullshit!" Xuan Zi pointed at Zhongli Wu in a fury. "I admit that we may have fallen short in our past campaigns against Evil Soul Masters, but that was because you were too cunning! Shrek and your Holy Spirit Cult are irreconcilable enemies. Since when did we become one family?"
"We really are one family." Feng Ling threw Yan Shaozhe a flirtatious look. "Haven't you people