"Do you think you can come, tell me what to do and leave alive?" Ezekiel asked, his expressions darkening.
Ryder was standing before him. Even Janus couldn't have been so carefree before him, but this man had a strange demeanor that didn't make sense.
Ezekiel had gathered the information of every God in the Realm of Gods and even beyond, but he had never heard of a person who looked identical to Chaos and was even stronger.
From Ryder, he could feel an ancient aura. It wasn't part of his soul, but it appeared to be inherited from an ancient Power. That power was similar to the Divinity of Gods, but it was also more than that.
"I can do much more than just that, but as I said, I prefer to resolve this peacefully," Ryder calmly stated, reaching out his hand.
