Rebirth: I can easily control the end-of-the-world game

Facing the waves and undercurrents sweeping from the center of the battle, the snakemen stopped and took full precaution. Led by the old clan leader, all the snakemen moved in unison, their bodies illuminating in waves of light. The water tigers also worked hard to control the gradually approaching water flow, making the raging water softer and softer...

"In Mimano's rest... the glory of the Beast God bears witness..."

The old patriarch chanted loudly, and all the approaching water waves finally slowed down after approaching a critical point, slower and slower, and finally stopped in mid-air at an infinitely slow speed. Two or three meters below were the snake people and water tigers gathered together.

The water not far away on both sides ignored this place and continued to rush and roar, rushing towards the distance.

This is exactly the power that the snake people of the Shifei tribe awakened after being blessed by the Beast God more than a hundred years ago.

time.

Fortunately, the fight between Feng Lan and Ci Lin did not last long, and the waves were calmed down in time afterwards, which made the snake people breathe a sigh of relief.

The snake man who had been paying attention to the outcome of the battle also saw the shadow disappearing in the sky. In the end, it seemed that the God of Storm won the victory.

"Great!"

"We won! We won!"

"yeah--"

"Chief, are we going back?"

After a brief cheer, everyone did not rush back, but looked at the old patriarch hesitantly.

They knew before that Fenglan Divine Envoy was quite powerful, but power comes in different levels.

Strong people with a certain gap in strength will not make people feel much distance. After all, the snake people themselves are very powerful, but their neighbors are weak water tigers. From the fact that the water tigers are not afraid of the snake people and can even point at their noses and scold them, it can be seen that the snake people have never cared about this.

Snake people don't need strength to make friends.

Feng Lan had previously shown a strength that was a little different from hers. The snake people admired her displayed strength and worshipped the knowledge she taught, but they would not alienate her because of this.

But now, Feng Lan has demonstrated a power far beyond that of ordinary people. It is not an exaggeration to say that this is the beast god that the snake people imagine. Killing such a powerful god's messenger is as easy as cutting melons and vegetables. As a result, people have to speculate on Feng Lan's every move again and again.

"Chief, there's something I haven't had time to tell you..."

While everyone was cheering, Ya told the old patriarch what Feng Lan had asked him before the battle began.

She already knew, or rather, she might have known from the beginning that the snake man had no intention of finding the beast god statue for her.

Before, the snake people might have let it go. If Feng Lan was really angry, they could have apologized. After all, they were the ones who deceived first. Then the matter would have been over, and it wouldn't have been a big deal.

But now, facing such a powerful messenger of God, the snake people could not help but place Feng Lan in a higher and more distant position.

What if she didn't want to forgive the snakes? What if she got angry?

If such a human-shaped natural disaster really attacks the snake people, they will not be able to escape. Therefore, the consequences of going back will be unacceptable and need to be weighed repeatedly.

"The Mist God Envoy seems to be unconscious."

The sharp-eyed snake man kept staring at the distant sky. There was only a human figure the size of a black dot in the sky falling down, and then being helped up by the pet beside him.

He saw Feng Lan faint, and the octopus beside her grew bigger and protected her together with the plants.

The snake man truthfully described to the patriarch what he had seen. After listening to it, the old patriarch pondered for a moment, and in the confused and depressed atmosphere of the snake people, he made a bold decision.

"Part of the tribe will stay here, Chun, and part of the tribe will go back with me."

The old patriarch designated Chun. Her medical skills were not the best in the entire tribe, but she was the most experienced in treating the wounded. The old priest's medical skills were better than hers, but Lan was only injured. When it came to treating the wounded, the old priest was probably not as energetic and adept as the young people who could take care of the wounded day and night. A young snake man like Chun was more suitable.

"Okay." Chun nodded, her expression calm. Thinking of the huge shadow she had just seen in the distance, she couldn't help but feel a little uneasy. She hadn't imagined that Lan was so powerful. Such a person had actually cooked for her every day, and the food was delicious, just to repay her for treating her pet beast... She had some random guesses in her mind. Could such a powerful person really be the messenger of the Beast God? Or had they really misunderstood?

Did no one else really think of this? Chun glanced at the old patriarch. He was as calm as ever, the tribe's mainstay.

Haru didn't dare to think of another possibility.

Or maybe everyone doesn't dare to think about this speculation.