Vissen
"I felt the wrath of the Divine Being," Sulan lowered his gaze to He Ao, "What have you done?"
"Just some things I should do," He Ao smiled at him, "Maybe your Divine Being isn't too pleased about it."
Sulan's brow lowered, he lifted his gaze and glanced around, "Are you chatting with me here just to secretly make other arrangements?"
"Perhaps." He Ao raised his head and took a look at the rapidly descending rift of time-space distortion overhead.
At that moment, the gigantic helmet had once again appeared in his field of view.
The endless whispers were violently echoing in his mind.
He could even feel the slightly aggravated battle intent spreading in his heart, an attachment of the War God's corruption.
Sulan was indeed summoning the War God's remains to this space.
