The God of Lightning looked at Paskha with an interested look. He had long heard that there were descendants of gods who failed to pass through the birth process. However, an unknown immortal master sacrificed his celestial soul to protect the fetus's seed.
No one knew how long it would take to provide sufficient nutrition for the fetus. Is it ten? Twenty years? It seems more than that. But apparently, the immortal master had managed to help this seed pass its birth.
But… why didn't he feel the celestial vibe on that child? Plus, he sensed the flow of evil energy outside this purgatory hall gate. If his guess wasn't wrong, the demon king had sent troops to disrupt the joint trials.
He had to speed up the frequency of the lightning strikes before more victims were out there.
