Are you dissatisfied?
Iluvatar had always been rather gentle, but a trace of melancholy appeared on her face. As her expression changed, the surrounding environment inexplicably took on the feeling of a bleak autumn wind, making everyone suddenly feel a chill.
"My Lady?" The priest's expression changed, and he hurriedly spoke with concern.
As her chief priest, he knew her physical condition very well. Among the Ten Great Lords, the most vulnerable one at present was probably Lady Iluvatar.
If not for something wrong with her body, given her abilities, she definitely would not have ranked only fifth!
"It's nothing." Iluvatar raised her hand to stop him from supporting her and said gently, "I was just thinking about something. My emotions changed a little, that's all."
Hearing this, the priest glared fiercely at the short Ranger. This time, the short one did not snap back. She merely curled her lips and lowered her head.
"That girl Tyrande's aptitude is indeed extraordinary. Under the suppression of the Cosmic Will against elven bloodlines, she can already be considered to have reached the limit," Iluvatar said indifferently.
"Exactly!" A smile immediately appeared on the priest's face. Tyrande was a distant relative of their Yu Feng Family. Her mother had been the previous generation's princess of the Yu Feng Family—in other words, the priest's younger sister. Naturally, she was gratified that her own child had achieved so much.
The short one, however, curled her lips again in disdain. She had no favorable impression of that Tyrande girl. As for the reason... hehe, she would not bring it up and spoil Lady Iluvatar's mood.
"What a pity."
While the two of them were in completely different moods, Iluvatar softly uttered two words of negation.
Those two words instantly reversed their emotions. The priest's face stiffened,