The white-headed devil was a little uneasy, but fortunately the crocodile was dead.

But with his character, even if the guy is really dead, the body must be found.

He turned his head and yelled at his men:

"Everyone, go downstream quickly, and make sure you find the monster corpse for me!"

"Yes!"

There were about seventy of the remaining mercenaries, and they shouted in unison.

Then take a few military vehicles, or walk quickly downstream.

The director of the CWC frowned, pointed to the Wagnias on the other side, and said to the bald devil, "Let's catch that guide first." ”

The white-headed devil's face remained unchanged and said, "Find the monster corpse first." ”

CWC's directors are anxious.

They have found the blood of God Wata yesterday, and they must hurry up to find God Wata today.

It would be unwise to waste time looking for the monster's corpse at this time.

After all, that guy is dead.

But when he saw the cold face of the white-headed devil, he swallowed back the words from his mouth.

I also saw this guy's methods just now, if you mess with this guy, you can really do anything.

On the other side of the river, when the Wagniya people saw the crocodile killed, their expressions were a little complicated.

Especially the Na Dao family.

They all looked solemn, and they seemed a little pity.

In their opinion, if the giant crocodile hadn't appeared, the guide would definitely die under the black devil's minions.

Even if he doesn't die, he won't be able to come back in this life.

Thanks to that giant crocodile.

Because of its appearance, this guide successfully escaped from danger and reunited with his family.

Now that the giant crocodile is dead like this, how can this not make them feel pity?

The older patriarch looked at the river and seemed to be thinking about something.

The people urged him to hurry, but he didn't come back to his senses.

It wasn't until a moment later that he said:

"It's here to help us."

"Help us?"

The other clansmen all looked puzzled.

This crocodile obviously killed dozens of people, and the scene was terrifying and bloody.

Now the patriarch actually said that he was here to help the clansmen, how ridiculous does this sound.

However, the patriarch is highly respected in the clan, and he will never lie, otherwise he will be punished by the god Wathah.

Now that the patriarch says it's here to help the clansmen, that's for sure.

The director also nodded again and again at this time, and said, "It has killed so many people, but none of them are from our clan. And if it wanted to kill me just now, it could bite me to death with a casual sip. But it just grabbed me by the collar and threw me out of the encirclement of the foreigners. That's how I can escape. ”

(Some people may complain when they see this.) Didn't it say that the Gwanians don't wear shirts?

Believe me, all the loopholes, the author can round back.

Although the Gwanya people did not have the habit of wearing shirts, there were a few people who wore shirts obtained from the outside world. This mentor spends his days with CWC and mercenaries, and learns that it's normal for them to wear shirts. ）

(, obviously the author forgot it when he wrote this, and then suddenly remembered it, and then found this big loophole.) But the plot needs to bite the neckline. So there is no choice but to find a way to justify itself. Of course, this author is not Yijiang himself, but a substitute training. ）

Get back to business.

Those Gvar ass heard the words of the guide, and they all thought about it.

"That's right, the crocodile did bite him by the collar just now, but instead of killing him, it threw him out."

"yes, it was the crocodile that saved him."

"Thanks to that horrible crocodile."

"It's a pity that the horrible crocodile died."

"Yes, it died at the hands of these foreigners to save our people."

Especially the three members of the Nadao family, all kneeling on the bank of the river at this time.

Towards the river, prostrate on the ground.

This is the highest ritual for them to bow down to Lord Watha on weekdays.

Wen Yuqi was originally afraid that these people would misunderstand Wen Zilong, but when she saw these people understand, she was relieved.

As for Wen Zilong being blown in two, she was not worried at all.

Because Wen Zilong had already mentioned to her that he was now like an earthworm, he could be reborn after being broken in two.

Wen Zilong said to these Wagnians: "Rest assured, he is not dead. ”

The crowd looked at her suspiciously.

That crocodile was blown in two, how could it be that it didn't die?

"This kind foreign girl, we know that you are afraid that we will be upset. But it has obviously been blown into two pieces, how can it not be dead? ”

"yes, we've all seen it with our own eyes."

"We mourn it. However, it ...... It's really dead. ”

The Gwaniyas said one after another.

The guide also shook his head a little sadly, and said:

"I don't want it to die either. But in this world, the only person whose body is broken in two and can still not die is probably the god Watha. ”

When everyone heard this, they were a little silent.

Wen Yuqi knew that these people didn't believe it, so he didn't say anything more.

But then, after thinking for a moment, the patriarch said:

"No, there is one other than the god Vata."

When everyone heard this, they all looked at the patriarch.

The patriarch is the one who knows the most things among the people.

Nothing wrong with what he said.

When the patriarch saw everyone's eyes gathered, he said:

"Actually, before the god Watha, we Gwanya people also believed in a god."

"And a god?"

"Isn't the god Wata the only god of our people?"

"And another god, what is that?"

Everyone said.

The patriarch took a deep breath, cleared his throat, and said slowly:

"Crocodile God."

"Crocodile God?"

"This ...... We've never heard of it. ”

"yes, I've never heard of a crocodile god before."

"What kind of god is the crocodile god? Is it as powerful as Wata? ”

The patriarch shook his head and said, "It's not as powerful as the Watha God, but more powerful than the Watha God. ”

"Shhhh

"Shhhh

"Shhhh

Everyone gasped.

Lord Watha, in their legends, is an all-powerful god.

Now this crocodile god is even more powerful than the god Vatha, and they can't help but be shocked.

Especially the three members of the Nadao family looked at the patriarch in shock.

Wen Yuqi was the only one, and said in his heart:

"Where is he a crocodile god who is more powerful than the god Vathah. It's obviously a lazy, cheap and lustful stinky mosquito. ”

The patriarch took a deep breath again, faced the rushing river, and slowly spoke:

"Before the appearance of the god Wata, in fact, our people believed in the crocodile god.

Hundreds of years ago, a white python broke into our people's territory and killed many of our people.

Later, in the middle of the Ebola River, a huge crocodile crawled out and drove away the white python. ”

"Later, we learned that the crocodile was a god. So our ancestors made it a crocodile god. ”