As soon as Jesus appeared in front of William, the surrounding Shapeshifter lords scattered in all directions.
Only the ancient frost dragon lay at William's feet like a snow owl.
If William weren't there, this ancient dragon would probably flee faster than anyone upon seeing Jesus.
But now, it wasn't afraid at all.
What about Jesus?
The Son of God, right?
In front of Mr. Johnson, he's nothing!
"Where did this preacher come from? Doesn't he kneel upon seeing Mr. Johnson?"
The ancient dragon outright aligned itself with William's camp, arrogantly roaring at Jesus.
Having been oppressed by the Catholic Church for so many years, it had a belly full of fire upon seeing someone who looked like a preacher.
Jesus put his hands together and smiled at William, "Mr. Johnson, do you remember me?"
William frowned, giving Jesus a look, and recognized him at a glance.
