At this moment, the priests all knelt on the ground, their bodies trembling with excitement.
"Oh, holy Lord of Light, have You finally heard our calls and descended upon this world?"
Metatron looked at the priests kneeling before him and said indifferently, "Your so-called Lord of Light has been frightened out of his wits and dares not descend upon the world again, to put it plainly, He has completely abandoned you all!"
Hearing his words, an expression of disbelief appeared on the faces of the priests.
One priest even lifted his head and said with rage, "How dare you blaspheme against the Deity, the holy Lord of Light will surely punish you!"
No sooner had the words left his mouth than his head exploded with a bang, and his corpse fell to the ground.
Metatron withdrew his finger and said unhurriedly, "From now on, I am your god! Serve me with devotion, and I will grant you mighty strength and long life. Otherwise, you will end up like this man."
