Just like Gondor at the beginning, Ferry also developed a keen interest when he noticed Saine and his constructed maid.
However, Ferry hid it well. After glancing at Saine and Yuli, his attention remained focused on Gondor.
Ferry had acted personally this time, without borrowing any outside help or informing any other gods, naturally because he wanted to settle the matter once and for all and completely eliminate Gondor as a problem.
Facing the wildly clamoring Gondor and the silent Saine, who had leveled his Magic Staff at him, Ferry remained calm from beginning to end.
Indeed, with his Mid-Rank God strength and the support of the two formidable divine artifacts in his hands, he was more than capable of dealing with the trouble before him.
Not to mention that Gondor was severely wounded, while Saine had also expended a great deal of strength.
No matter how one looked at it, there was no possibility of losing.
"I have no intention of involving myself in the disputes between the gods of your Faelun Continent."
"Pretend I saw nothing and let me leave. How about it?" Saine said.
Though he did not think Ferry would let him go, he still wanted to give it a try.
Ferry's lips curled into a silent smile, clearly expressing his attitude.
"The God of Elements hates you. It hates the Heretical Power you represent even more."
"I will not harm you, but I will take you before the God of Elements."
"As for that 'toy' beside you, I would very much like to take it apart and have a look." Ferry said to Saine.
"So there's no room for negotiation." Saine tightened his grip on the Magic Staff, while pouring several restorative potions down his throat.
Ferry's eyes lingered deeply on the Magic Staff in