In just an hour and a half, nearly six thousand Frog People were slaughtered to the point of extinction, their bodies piling up like mountains.
Lin Xiao ordered his troops to immediately retreat to the border of the swamp and the shallow sea, incidentally taking The Naga God Statue with them. It wasn't until he returned to the border of the swamp and the shallow sea that he gathered the accumulated faith value from the statue.
The moment he harvested it, the faint halo of faith on the surface of The Naga God Statue disappeared. The statue, as if stripped of its color and turned to gray, shattered into pieces right before his eyes.
"Who is it!"
An all too familiar voice roared in wrath beside Lin Xiao's ear, petrifying, forcing even one with his will to involuntarily feel a tinge of fear. The Fishmen around him all showed panic-stricken expressions, some screaming out loud in terror.
