C18 No Matter What Good or Bad Things Happen They will Spread Far and Wide

After a long time, the octopus didn't fall.

Du Kang thought that the flying octopus had landed far away and had even waited for a few days. However, the other party did not have any intention of coming over to take revenge.

Du Kang was a little surprised. According to normal circumstances, shouldn't someone who came to cause trouble and got punched come back and fight for three hundred rounds? It was over just like that?

He had never considered whether or not his opponent would be sent flying out of the gravitational circle with one punch. Du Kang's impression of his strength was still stuck in the era of roasted dinosaurs.

It seemed that if this situation occurred again, he would have to hold back. Du Kang thought of a problem. At least he could not be so unrestrained. He remembered that he only sent the octopus flying, but he was not sure if he could kill the octopus.

If this grandson wanted to do something behind his back, wouldn't he have a headache?

Wait a minute, it seemed like this grandson had already done it once?

But no matter what, this Flying Octopus shouldn't be coming recently...

It just so happened to rest for a while. It jumped too high and felt that there was some muscle strain...

With this thought in mind, Du Kang laid down on the plaza in the valley and lazily basked in the sun.

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The shrimp people were still in shock from witnessing the Divinity's Bout.

Although the shrimp people had been working on rebuilding the walls, there were still quite a few shrimp people who happened to witness the entire process.

The god raised his head, and the god curled up into a ball. The god flew up into the sky.

After that was the muffled thunder from the clouds.

The sonic boom directly dispersed the clouds. The long-awaited sunlight shone on the god's towering body. The shell was suffused with a golden color.

The huge and ugly Evil God twisted his wrist and legs. He flew up high under the attack of the deity and soared into the sky. The huge figure became smaller and smaller in his sight until it disappeared from his sight.

The god also fell from the sky. A dull sound came from afar. The earth was shaking, and the aftershock even affected the valley.

The shrimp people did not care about the earthquake. The scene that they had just seen had already filled their minds.

A war between gods?

We just saw a war between gods?

After understanding this fact, the prawns had their next question.

Who won?

The power of a god was not something that could be speculated by ordinary people. The battle between gods was also not something ordinary people could interfere with.

The shrimp people could only wait for the result of this battle.

The waiting time was always long, and this was even more so for the prawns in their current situation.

If the gods won, if Evil God won...

The shrimp people did not think that Evil God would let them go.

So this might be the last period of time before he died.

All the prawns were praying, praying that their god would win, praying that the fire would continue.

Finally, a huge body appeared at the mouth of the valley.

Sunlight sprinkled on the towering body, and the solid shell was coated with a layer of gold.

It was the god who had won!

The prawns waved their limbs randomly, twisting their bodies. They did not know how to vent their emotions and could only express their joy crazily.

The god moved his legs and walked to the half of the square that was still in good condition and rested.

Just like the first time he came here.

In the distant rock wall, Shrimp Leader, who had witnessed all of this, suddenly remembered that prayer.

"May his footsteps finally... walk in the sky?" Shrimp Leader raised his appendages and made an empty explosion.

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The news of the Divinity's Bout wasn't kept a secret, and the shrimp people involved didn't have any diplomacy, but the murlocs and the living spirits that were flying in the sky were different. Very quickly, this news spread all over the place.

Even the young Deep One Priest, who was on this island where even fish could not touch, received news related to the Divinity's Bout.

"The Wind God lost the battle with the enemy gods. The enemy gods returned after the battle. The Wind God is nowhere to be found?" The young Deep One chewed on this piece of information. A life and death battle was not ordinary. The one who could return without worry must be certain that the enemy was no longer a threat. This was obviously the attitude of a victor.

Deep One Priest also had some understanding of the means of the Wind God. Those mysterious powers were not suitable for a head-on battle. The Wind God clearly knew how to use his own powers appropriately. The living beings that died at his hands were proof.

So, the rough thing was that the Wind God was discovered during the process of using his power to kill his opponent. After that, he suffered a considerable blow from his opponent, which was why he could not appear until now.

As for the wind god being sent into space, the young Deep One Priest would never have thought of it. He did not even know that the planet under his feet was round and that the priests would not teach such things.

The god of wind must have been seriously injured, so he could not appear. The young Deep One was clear. When he was invincible, he was a god. However, once he revealed his weakness... the god would no longer be so respected and feared.

Hence...

Shaking his head, the young Deep One Priest buried those rebellious thoughts deep in his heart. Now, thinking about those things, other than making himself seem like a different race among his people, they were useless.

At least for now, it was useless.

The worshippers of the Wind God were finished. The young Deep One Priest rubbed the pebbles in his hands and sentenced the Flyer to death in his heart.

The Flyer was too complacent. It was a very valuable ability to fly freely in the sky. However, this convenient ability destroyed them. The Flyer with a huge body and a certain organizational structure was no match for them in the sky. The only one who was stronger than them was worshipped by them as gods.

This was not a bad thing. Although the Wind God did not even accept the sacrifices offered by the Flyer, it could also be because the smell was too strong. It would not provide any protection for the Flyer, but the Wind God was undoubtedly wise. Worshipping such gods could at least give the Flyer a direction to learn and be smarter.

However, the Wind God had disappeared now.

The young Deep One Priest stretched out his hand and stirred the water around him. Losing the god would make the Flyer fall into fear. After that, he would understand the fact that he was the only overlord in the sky after the god was gone. As the only overlord, he could naturally do whatever he wanted.

However, the so-called overlord of the sky... After thinking about the Flyer he had encountered, Deep One Priest did not have any hope for their intelligence.

For individuals, reckless behavior would eventually swallow the bitter fruit that they had planted. For civilizations, reckless behavior was the precursor to the end of civilization. For races, reckless behavior was undoubtedly digging up the graves of their entire race.

The best outcome for these Flyer in the future was to have the opportunity to meet some powerful existences that they could not afford to offend. They would learn something from them and change themselves. Even if they lost their pride, they could still preserve their race's civilization.

Secondly, they would encounter some things that they could not afford to offend. They would be completely wiped out and disappear from the annals of history.

The worst outcome would be that they would continue to act recklessly and immerse themselves in their own desires. They would forget honor, intelligence, and their pride until they forget their own civilization and degenerate into irrational beasts.

Perhaps they would be domesticated and treated as livestock in the future?

Just like the shoals that were herded.

But what does this have to do with me?

The young Deep One Priest lay on the reef, allowing the seawater to pass through his body.