Chapter 293 Crocodile God, Crocodile Ghost (1)

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, he has to find the body.

He turned his head and shouted at his subordinates:

"Everyone, go downstream quickly, and be sure to find the monster's body for me!"

"Yes!"

There are about seventy mercenaries remaining, and they roared in unison.

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

The director of the CWC frowned, pointed to the Wagnian people on the other side, and said to the white-headed devil, "It's important that we catch the guide first."

The white-headed devil's expression remained unchanged, and he said, "Find the monster's body first."

The director of CWC was anxious.

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

It's really unwise to waste time looking for the monster's body at this time.

After all, that guy is dead.

But seeing the icy face of the white-headed devil, he swallowed the words in his mouth.

I saw this guy's methods just now. If he irritates this guy, he can really do anything.

On the other side of the river, when the Wagnians saw that the crocodile was killed, their expressions were a little complicated.

Especially the guide family.

All of them looked solemn and seemed a little pity.

In their opinion, if the giant crocodile did not appear, the guide would definitely die under the minions of the black devil.

Even if he doesn't die, he will never come back in this lifetime.

Thanks to that giant crocodile.

Because of its appearance, the guide successfully escaped danger and was reunited with his family.

Now that the giant crocodile died like this, how could it not make them feel pity?

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

The clan 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 showed a hint of doubt.

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

Now the patriarch actually said that it was here to help the clansmen, how absurd it sounds.

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

Now that the patriarch said it was here to help the clan, that must be it.

The guide nodded again and again at this time and said, "It killed so many people, but none of them were from our clan. And if it wanted to kill me just now, it could kill me with just a single bite. But it just picked up mine. collar, and throw me out of the siege of those foreigners. Only then can I escape."

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

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

Although the Gwanians do not have the habit of wearing tops, there are also a few who wear tops obtained from the outside world. This guide spends a day with the CWC and mercenaries, and learns that it's normal for them to wear tops. )

(Fuck, it was obvious that the author forgot when he wrote it here, and when he suddenly remembered it, he discovered this big loophole. But the plot needs to bite the neckline. So there is no way, I can only find a way to justify it. Of course, this author is not one Jiang himself, but a power trainer.)

The book is back to normal.

When the Gwabiaians heard the guide's words, they all remembered one by one.

"That's right, the crocodile did bite his neck just now, but it didn't kill him, but threw him out."

"Yeah, that crocodile saved him."

"Thanks to that terrifying crocodile."

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

"Yeah, in order to save our tribe, it died under the minions of these aliens."

Especially the guide's family of three, all kneeling on the bank of the river at this time.

Facing the river, prostrate on the ground.

This is the highest etiquette for them to worship the god Wata on weekdays.

Wen Yuqi was originally afraid that these people would misunderstand Wen Zilong, but now she was relieved to see these people understand.

As for Wen Zilong being smashed into two, she was not worried at all.

Because Wen Zilong had already mentioned it to her, saying that he is like an earthworm now, and can be reborn after being broken in two.

Wen Zilong said to the Wagnians, "Don't worry, he is not dead."

Everyone looked at her suspiciously.

The crocodile was obviously blown into two pieces, how could it not die?

"This kind foreign girl, we know that you are afraid that we will be sad. But it has been bombed into two parts, how can it not die?"

"Yeah, we all saw it with our own eyes."

"We mourn it. But, it...it really died."

The Gwanians said one after another.

The guide also shook his head sadly and said:

"I don't want it to die either. But in this world, the only person who can survive being broken in two is God Wata."

When everyone heard the words, they were all silent.

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

But at this time, the patriarch said after thinking for a moment:

"No, there is one other than God Wata."

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

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

Nothing he said was wrong.

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

"In fact, before the God of Wata, we Gwanians also believed in a god."

"Another god?"

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

"There is another god, what kind of god 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."

"Yeah, I've never heard of Crocodile God before."

"What kind of god is Crocodile God? Is it as powerful as God Wata?"

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

"His-"

"His-"

"His-"

Everyone took a deep breath.

The god Wata, in their legends, is the omnipotent god.

Now that this crocodile god is even more powerful than God Vata, they can't help but be shocked.

In particular, the guide's family of three looked at the patriarch in shock.

Only Wen Yuqi said in his heart:

"Why is he a crocodile god who is more powerful than Wata God? He is obviously a lazy, cheap and stinky mosquito."

The patriarch took a deep breath again, facing the rushing down river, and slowly began to speak:

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

Hundreds of years ago, a white giant python broke into the territory of our tribe and killed many of our tribe.

Later, in the Ebola River, a huge crocodile climbed out and drove away the white python. "

"Later we learned that the crocodile was a god. So our ancestors called it the crocodile god."