The God of Runes watched as the battle situation dramatically shifted once more, the tension in his body returning after he had just begun to relax.
Looking at the new upper-tier god of the Ashen Temple and the group of legendary soldiers, their expressions cold and indifferent, like puppets that knew only how to follow orders, his heart felt heavy.
One unexpected event after another surged within him, like a raging flame, making his emotions volatile and restless.
"What the hell is going on!?"
He forcibly suppressed his emotions, asking in a voice that almost came out as a low growl, his gaze fixed on the massive dragon that had just descended.
This dragon was also one of the upper-tier gods of the Kingdom of Orichalcum, a Dragon-type god. Its vitality was far more terrifying than that of the Silver Moon Wolf God, and it possessed many divine abilities that had evolved to the divine authority level. Its strength was extraordinary.
