Even so, it still took him a long while before he finally managed to cook the divine pork thoroughly.
“It smells great!”
Then, Meng Lei grabbed a slice of roast and stuffed it into his mouth, causing his saliva glands to go into overdrive because of the extraordinarily fresh and delectable meat...
“Delicious! It’s too delicious! To think it tastes this great! The texture of the divine pork in my mouth is so springy that every time I chew, it’s as if the meat is bouncing in my mouth. It’s simply too chewy!
“No, it’s not just chewy! There’s also rich life essence in the meat! Overflowing life force energy is spreading into every part of my body. My whole body feels so warm and comfortable...
“There’s only one word to describe this—beautiful!”
This was Meng Lei’s first time eating such delicious roast, and he couldn’t stop at all.
The Gods-Slaying Rat’s powerful digestion ability was perfectly exhibited at this moment. Meng Lei gobbled and chowed down on the food fervently, yet he simply didn’t feel like he was full.
Even after he had eaten so much pork that they amounted to quite a few times of his body weight, his six-pack abs still remained as is and didn’t turn into one...
It was only after he ate all the way from the morning till the night that Meng Lei finally stopped. “Phew! That felt great!”
He burped and laid down on the imperial palace square. As he rubbed his stomach, Meng Lei couldn’t help but think of his food buddy—Sacas the Multi-Armed Behemoth.
“It’s been quite a few days since I last saw that fellow. I wonder how it is and whether it’s still alive? Should I head to the Lost Continent and pay it a visit? There isn’t anything that I need to do at the moment anyway...”
The moment the thought occurred to him, Meng Lei kept the rest of the meat with a wave and teleported away. By the time he’d reappeared, he was already at the Dragon God Cathedral.
“O’ great and noble Dragon God, please save your lowly children...”
The area in front of the Dragon God Cathedral was filled with worshipers that had come forth to pray. There were high-ranking officials and Dragon People nobles, but what filled the place, even more, were ordinary humans.
They knelt before the Dragon God statue, either kowtowing without restraint or praying piously. Every one of them was fearful and uneasy, as though doomsday had come.
Meng Lei frowned slightly, though he didn’t really find it that unusual. Turmoil inevitably led to fear and panic, which would then spread. The current Imperial City was indeed currently shrouded in an uneasy and fearful atmosphere.
In times of fear, worshipers naturally ran to the church. Such a reaction couldn’t get any more normal, but what had displeased Meng Lei was the Dragon God Cathedral’s Pope.
That old fogey was actually spreading talk of the devil’s descent into the world and had painted him as a wicked devil hailing from the deep abyss of hell and was bringing disaster to the world.
“The cruel devil has descended! A terrifying demonic disaster shall sweep through the continent soon! I have seen the future that will soon arrive!
“Lives are plunged into great misery and suffering while the devil wreaks havoc! The Colossal Dragons fall, the nation is defeated, and our homes are lost! Corpses line the wilderness, and the lands are dyed in red for miles!
“Just as the devil wreaks havoc in the lands and the demonic disaster is about to destroy the continent, the great, noble Dragon God descends!
“Bathed in a divine glow and holding a scepter, he rides a multi-colored Colossal Dragon and supports the collapsing skyscraper that is Dragon God Empire. He fights back the impending desperate crisis and saves the living from great calamity—”
“Enough with the bluffing!”
Meng Lei suddenly appeared and stared hostilely at the pope, who was speaking with remarkable animation and expression.
“Uh!”
The pope came to an abrupt stop as he stared at Meng Lei blankly. “You... you’re...”
“I’m your father!”
With an icy snort, Meng Lei directly formed a blood pact with the old bluffer and swindler.
“From today onward, you’re the first pope of the Meng Lei Church! Remember this, the Dragon God is the true devil that’s bringing disaster to the world while I... am the messiah!”
“Yes, my noble Master!”
The pope prostrated deeply at Meng Lei’s feet, licking his stinky shoes as if he were licking honey.
“Do your job well!”
Then, Meng Lei vanished after leaving behind a one-liner.
The pope got up, raised his arms, and declared aloud, “I made a mistake just now. The one that has descended is the great deity, Meng Lei...”
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...
Meng Lei arrived at the Lost Continent once more.
Compared to what it was like in the past, where a thousand beasts roared, and signs of life flourished, the current Lost Continent was completely desolate and almost frighteningly quiet.
“Where’s Sacas?”
Meng Lei’s divine cognition spread into the surroundings. There was nowhere for anything within a hundred miles of where he was to hide, and every detail reflected clearly within his mind.
“He’s not here.”
He immediately teleported to a spot 100 miles away.
“Not here either.”
He teleported about another ten times in succession.
At last, Meng Lei found Sacas at the Golden Ocean Bay. That fellow was currently lying on the shore fast asleep. An astonishing number of skeletal remains were piled up beside it, evidently leftovers from that fellow’s meals.
“Master, where are you? Sacas misses you...”
Sacas smacked his lips as it mumbled in its sleep every once in a while like a fool.
“That guy...”
Amused, Meng Lei quietly flew over to Sacas and went right up to its ear. Then, he bellowed,
