Bishop Ambrose closed his eyes, his lips silently moving as if reciting some ancient scripture, but halfway through, he stopped.
He suddenly realized that none of the scriptures he had memorized all his life could describe what he was hearing now.
For Ambrose, such a devout sect follower, it was a huge shock to the worldview he had formed over so many years.
The Oracle Plane is just one of the countless Low Planes within the Endless Plane, and the so-called God of Light is actually the Plane Will of this plane.
He opened his eyes, and the calm face of Duke was reflected in his murky old eyes, his lips trembled slightly, as if he wanted to ask something, but in the end, he didn't say anything.
Ambrose suddenly understood why Duke never explained those unreasonable things; he appeared out of nowhere to lead the Light Sect to Stone Hammer City, crushing the Magic Masters of the Four Gods Sect single-handedly.
