Izeal Returns
Izeal grinned viciously as he gazed upon the fragile world of Datar. As an incredibly old True God, he was easily able to tell that the foundation of the world was unstable. Perhaps he could use this as leverage over the Gods of Datar to force them to subdue and hand over Leon without having to do anything himself.
Currently, he was still quite a distance from Datar, but it was not hard for him to send forth his consciousness to scope out the situation.
However, in the next moment, a bright light blinded the vision he was seeing, forcing him to reel back his consciousness.
"Argh! Those bastards also called in True Gods to help them, eh? No matter. I will have my prize in the end." Izeal's smile fell off and he grinded his teeth angrily. The other True Gods around him exchanged gazes before turning away. They knew how unstable Izeal was. They just had to do what they had been requested, and they would reap massive benefits, so that was what they would focus on.