The cursed God clicked his tongue in annoyance, jumping up from his place onto a larger sinking fragment of the previous solid ground.
He stopped firmly, standing on that glowing crystal made from sea mineral, his left foot firmly rooted, giving him equilibrium.
"Whatever the Era is, you righteous Invokers are a pain in the ass."
The cursed God took a large leap in the air toward another sinking block of crystal. He had a disgusted expression on his face, as if the mere presence of Dev was infuriating for him.
Whether it was because of his retaliation or his act of interrupting his feast, it was only known to him.whatever the reason is, what matters of importance here is that it had put the Cursed God in a bad mood.
Landing on another larger sinking fragment of a humongous crystal, the Cursed God ran on it to approach Dev, who was floating in the middle of the air above this block.
