The God's Servants on both sides of the ground were motionless, like lifeless statues, even though this woman had called them by their God's name.
"Metheus!"
When this sharp cry sounded, it stopped in an instant.
The gorgeous woman seemed to have sensed something and suddenly turned to look at the door.
The professional cameraman had already agilely turned the camera towards the palace gate.
Everyone's eyes instantly locked onto the figure at the door.
Then, everyone felt that the atmosphere around them had changed. It was a silent change that was invisible but real. It was all because of that person's instant outburst of aura.
The silver-haired Great Divine Priest with a young face was the center of faith of all the people in the ancient country. He was a perfect existence.
