Lear gazed at that force for a long time, his eyes flickering uncertainly.
It took a full ten minutes for that terrifying aura to dissipate into nothingness.
Afterward, it could no longer be sensed, as if it had never existed.
But the entire Original Plane was startled; the gods occupying the temple watched that direction uncertainly.
Questions simultaneously arose in their minds... Who was that?
That aura far surpassed the strength of an ordinary Divine Spirit!
Even the Main God was nothing compared to it.
Racking their brains, they couldn't pinpoint a corresponding target.
This news, like a storm, spread among the gods in an extremely short amount of time.
Yet no one could determine the origin of that aura.
Lear observed for a long time and, confirming that the presence would not manifest again, took a deep breath.
If it is meant to be, it will be; now, even gods once slain have been resurrected, nothing seems surprising anymore.
