God's realm, Fire God's Island.
Ragnaros sat quietly in the center of the island. His expression was extremely serious as he looked in front of him. He dared not to shift his gaze.
In front of him was a small ball of light that floated in the air, slowly rotating.
Although the ball of light was not big, the light flickered gently. It did not seem to be harmful.
However, Ragnaros's expression was incomparably grave. This was because he knew that this ball of light was not an ordinary ball of light.
In reality, it was the God of Light, Bader!
He did not know why Bader had come here. He only knew that he had to be careful now. Even at his peak, he was slightly inferior to Bader, not to mention that he was now heavily injured.
In front of the strongest God in the deity world, he had to be extremely careful. Were he to anger the other party, then he definitely would not have a good ending.