"Garth City's sea patron saint? This role is such a low one; is it really enough to sustain weak Divine power?" Leon smiled.
Sui Xiong was unsure.
"Maybe? I've never thought about it in detail. Maybe someone else could help us ascertain this."
"We can save ourselves the trouble. I can capture a group of creatures near the shore and instruct them to live near Garth City as underwater farmers while forcing them to be disciples of Your Majesty, Angry Tide Heimsarah. We can calculate it then. As long as he accumulates disciples over the next 100 years, he will be able to become a legitimate god with the title of "storm" or "sea tide," and it will save us much trouble."
"Tsunami…" Sui Xiong thought for a long time before using his powers to shrivel up within his own body.
