This includes those lowly mortals!
The mortals will be submerged by the flood amid wails and despair.
Let them personally feel the majesty and wrath of the Water God!
Only in this way will these lowly mortals learn to submit and continue to offer sacrifices in a well-behaved manner.
Indeed!
Not far away, the mortals begin to cry out to heaven and earth.
One by one, they kneel and kowtow in desperation: "Water God, spare your anger… Water God, spare our lives…"
Some people loudly exclaim: "It has nothing to do with us… It's not our fault…"
The new Water God gives a cold smile, thinking that establishing his authority before mortals is simpler than he had imagined.
At this moment, he hears a stern rebuke: "You shun the path to Heaven yet you insist on forcing open the doorway to Hell!"
A voice like thunder, words like a bolt from the blue.
Then, he only sees a young man with a square face, riding an excessively large and somewhat ridiculous fat pig to the shore.
