Michael's attitude at this moment aside.
But Yahweh truly panicked.
He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, yet no words came out.
He refused to believe Ye Ting's words and wanted to convince himself that the other party was merely putting on a brave front, merely trying to deceive him, and that he should not be fooled by that outward attitude.
But he realized that he had nothing with which to convince himself.
As the saying went, put oneself in another's shoes. If he himself had been in the other party's position, he obviously would not have been restrained by a mere group of "weapons."
After all, though weapons might be precious, they were not irreplaceable.
Trying to threaten the other party with this had been far too presumptuous of him.
At that thought, Yahweh's terror was practically written all over his face.
Because aside from controlling the lives of the "angels," he had no more bargaining chips left in his hand.
For him, the fact that his survival had been discovered so quickly was itself an accident.
His original plan had been to use the "angels" as intermediaries, find an opportunity to leave the Inner Sea of Stars and escape to the land, then find a chance to rebuild a church among his followers and establish faith in himself once more.
Of course, the object of that new faith could not directly correspond to "Father Yahweh"—that was, Yahweh himself.
From the moment King Solomon severed Heaven's Wedge that belonged to him, he, as the Father, had been forever cut off from faith. And merging with Genesis Heavens had left him, as the Father, with no way back at all.
Therefore, if he wished to gain faith, he had to establish a new divine identity and aspect for himself.