However, the high priest endured the pain of burning his soul and climbed up to the altar bit by bit.
"My Lord ... Grant me the power to destroy ..."
He mumbled to himself as he crawled on the stairs, struggling to move up bit by bit.
In the past, it would only take an instant to cross the distance, but at this moment, it was like the distance between heaven and earth.
Dong~
Li Rui stomped on his calf and stepped on his twisted broken limb, then slowly bent down.
"I'll ask again, where did that rat go?"
However, the physical torture did not seem to stimulate him enough. The high priest turned around, and a strange smile appeared on his zombie-like face.
"Blasphemy, your soul will be tortured by the Lord forever!"
it's still not certain who's torturing who. If he has the guts to descend to earth with his true body, let's see if the seven gods don't blow up his skull.
Li Rui sneered and didn't care about the weak curse.
