CHAPTER 421
Raith couldn't pinpoint the reason why the handsome face of the sky lord seemed to annoy him so much. Perhaps it was because after his reawakening recently, everything about him had changed.
His hair was white, his skin was pale and almost flawless. He was looking like an innocent youngster, starkly hiding a tremendous ounce of strength within his slender arms.
He had become a pride to himself, flawlessly handsome… or so to say until he met this young god-looking man that floated above his head.
Raith gritted his teeth, he had to remove his [force] or else the soulless could have died from the pressure – at least the weaker ones. But now he just regretted it.
'I wish I could pull him down from that height. It's annoying to look up'
With a tremendous outpour of [force] it should be possible. Raith was not underestimating the sky lord, he just had too much faith in what [force] can do.