"Tang San?"
"Sea God Tang San?!"
An overwhelming sense of absurdity rose in everyone's hearts.
The Sea God who symbolized justice on the continent was actually the Holy Emperor their Holy Spirit Cult worshipped?!
And his High Priest had slaughtered three-quarters of the living beings in another world!
What a joke!
"Ha, hahahahahaha!"
Despite trying her hardest, Ye Xishui couldn't hold it in.
An ear-piercing laugh burst from her mouth.
"Tang San! Sea God Tang San! Asura God Tang San!"
The savior of the Douluo Continent actually had such a side to him behind closed doors!
In a sense, their Holy Spirit Cult and Shrek actually shared the same roots!
What a joke!
Then why...
Why was their Holy Spirit Cult a pack of rats skulking in the shadows, while Shrek stood high above them as the leader of the righteous path?
What gave them the right?
"Precisely!"
Yet Electrolux seemed not to hear that grating laughter-or perhaps he simply didn't care.
He continued speaking, his tone full of admiration and reverence.
"Ten thousand years ago, my god obtained a portion of Rakshasa's authority. Thus, to better integrate and wield that authority, my god urgently needed the power of faith."
"I understand now."
Ye Xishui raised a hand, looking somewhat lost.
"Sea God Tang San... the authority of the evil god Rakshasa..."
"So that's how it was."
Everything made sense now.
All sorts of tiny fragments kept fitting together in everyone's minds.
And compared with a detailed explanation freely offered by Electrolux, the information they pieced together from these little scraps was undoubtedly far more convincing.
Besides, unlike Electrolux, a visitor from another world, they were natives of the Douluo Continent. They knew the story of the original Shrek Seven Devils from ten thousand years ago backward and forward.
Thus,