In the sky, that majestic voice replied, "Lord Cao Xing, although this isn't the first time we've negotiated with you."
"I still hope... you can part with Uriel, the Light God, and hand him over to our Church."
"He is tied to some of the Holy See's plans..."
After a pause, the voice continued, "Of course, we won't ask you to hand him over for nothing."
"The terms are the same as last time. As long as you hand Uriel over to us, the Church is willing to offer 300 Divine Power Fragments, plus one Divine Flame. How about it?"
The Church was as lavish as ever, opening with hundreds of fragments and a Divine Flame.
Upon hearing those terms, hope for survival ignited in the Light God's eyes once more.
He raised his head and shouted excitedly, "I'm willing! I'm willing to return to the Church with you!"
The Light God naturally knew that the Church taking him away would bring nothing good. There might even be some terrifying scheme waiting for him.
But if he did not leave now, he would die immediately!
If he went with the Church, there was still a chance of survival!
Yet this time, faced with the Church's offer, Cao Xing merely sneered. "Go back and tell your Holy See that I refuse this deal."
"Light God, I'm killing you today no matter what!"
The voice in the sky fell silent for a moment, and the snowfield spanning hundreds of kilometers sank into complete silence.
A moment later, a cold snort rang out. "Holy Twelfth Grand Sage, I already told you that this otherworldly lord is an arrogant, lawless fool."
"Just suppress and kill him by force. Once he experiences the Church's power, he'll obediently submit."
"Why waste so many words on him?"