"God, are we truly good children?"
Three giants squatted down, forming three corners around the Cangwu Tree, their expressions cautious.
"Yes."
The Prophet spoke softly.
In Liu Jun's eyes, these three indeed were good children.
Agni and Valuna.
If these two, after regaining consciousness, had any malicious thoughts and did not surrender, starting to resist, what would happen?
Even without merging with the two Divine Objects, merely borrowing from their divine power would be incredibly troublesome.
One might eventually, even if not becoming the planet's core, absorb the heat from all kinds of volcanoes, resulting in a colossal disaster.
The other might pollute water sources, turning rivers and lakes into a series of jelly mushrooms, and the world, being polluted, would become unimaginable.
And the final third giant, Vedamo, if he did not bravely stand up, rush into the palace where snoring sounds blew up a massive storm, acquire the Wind Divine Object, to stop the war...
