hand over the saint!
inside the hall, paradise still wanted to ask.
a dragon's roar shook the heavens and the earth, and across who knows how much time and space, it startled all the divine angels.
"eight-winged birdman, get the hell out here!"
"how dare you hurt my clansmen and abduct my holy son ... who gave you the confidence? do you think there's no one in the ancestral dragon court?"
the unkind abuse was exchanged for the uncertain expressions of paradise and strong battle.
they should have felt angry because their supreme dignity had been challenged and rushed out.
but now, after hearing the god of angels 'completely opposite opinion, their feelings were half complicated and half confused.
"forefather, what should we do?"
"you threw him into the ancient celestial world. even if we want to return him, we don't know where to start."