"It's nothing."
Raylo took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the shock in his heart. He pointed at the parchment.
"I was just startled by the contents of this letter."
He didn't voice his suspicions.
The matter was too significant, and far too inconceivable.
He didn't want to cause unnecessary panic without conclusive evidence.
"Hmph. 'Startled' is an understatement."
Master Wendel snorted heavily. His gaze fell upon the parchment once more, his eyes burning with fury.
"Some fellow calling himself the 'Light Deity' was denied the right to spread his faith, so he brazenly launched a war of world destruction! Such a despicable and shameless act is more evil than any Demon Deity from the Abyss!"
He had lived for several hundred years and had seen his fair share of Divine Spirits.
But most of those Divine Spirits abided by their duties and Domains, rarely would they so blatantly and cruelly plunder a Prime Material Plane.
