In the rumors, the Xiensa Evil God was a massive flesh ball covered in tentacles and eyes.
"It seems that the root of the problem lies with this Xiensa Evil God."
After reading it, Lin Ranhai glanced at the huge flesh ball sculpture covered in tentacles and eyes on the strange shrine wall.
How could anyone worship something this disgusting?
Chen Mo hesitated for a moment before asking, "Where have all the villagers gone? Have they all killed each other? Why are you still in the village?"
Chen Mo placed the book on the ground and asked him to point to the words in sequence.
Languages and scripts varied across the Universe. However, once individuals awakened as professionals, they were influenced by the Heavenly Dao, allowing them to automatically convert the languages and scripts of various races they saw or heard into their own familiar forms.
Unless the words spoken by the other party are not decent language at all, just like the gurgling sounds this flesh ball made earlier.
