"You called me Lord God, and you represented the light, which is the light of the gods. So, I will call you Uriel," Lin Feng chuckled.
This meaning could actually apply to any angel, but he was the first one who asked for a name, so he naturally got priority.
Uriel seemed very happy, bouncing around with the book Lin Feng had given him. "Great, I have a name now. I'm Uriel!"
Lin Feng also smiled. Angels, as a race, seemed quite simple.
Every thought was like that of a newborn baby, seemingly susceptible to being influenced in their character and destiny.
However, Lin Feng wouldn't deliberately guide them unless, like Uriel, they came to him willingly. He believed he shouldn't do too much, as he hadn't fully understood this race himself.
After glancing at Uriel once again, Lin Feng's consciousness left this avatar, and the avatar continued practicing formations.