For a long time, he let out a long sigh, as if he was trying to exhale all those years he had wasted away.
Afterward, the Dragon God finally spoke again: "What you said... is very correct."
"So why have you become this ghostly figure now? According to logic, followers and gods form a perfect cycle. Isn't that great? Power grows stronger, and faith becomes more potent." Lu Wenwu continued to ask.
"Because of faith, or rather, the ideology... it's toxic!"
The Dragon God's voice suddenly turned bitter, as if someone wronged for countless years had suddenly found a vent.
"The power of faith became a magnifier. That kind of reality-distorting power will likewise act upon the gods themselves!"
"That's reality distortion, dreams coming true!"
