William felt that Forseti was so scared he was nearly out of his wits.
Unexpectedly, Forseti charged back, his face set in a deathly resolve, silent but staring intently at Prometheus with a look of wanting to say something yet holding back.
In his time, Prometheus was a hero to humanity, a catalyst for human civilization, and received immense power from human faith, matching Odin in strength.
Other high-ranking gods wouldn't dare to act rashly in his presence.
Prometheus died on Earth, and his corpse was brought to the Divine Realm by a Cosmic Entity, buried in the Ancient Abyss for countless years. His body, preserved and empowered by the abyss's demonic forces and further by the sacred halo power modified by William, became unimaginably strong.
In front of Prometheus, Forseti's Supreme Deity-level strength was merely food.
William was curious about where Forseti got the courage to glare at Prometheus like that.
