Arrogance

He also did not want to be enemies with the White Sky Angel.

The White Sky Angel doesn't have much of a presence in the Sacred River Heavenly Land.

It looks very mysterious.

However, as an ancient and Sacred God, Mangeruisi was not one of those ignorant fools.

He was fully aware of the power and strength of the White Sky Angel Race.

This group of reclusive, mysterious Angel possesses a combined strength even greater than that of the Dragon Race.

You need to know.

Over the years, the Dragon Race has diversified into hundreds of branches.

The weaker races may still remain on the land of the Heavenly Land, but the powerful races have already ventured into the Void and spread throughout the entire Sacred River Heavenly Land.

In particular, the Dragon King in the Void of the Sacred River Heavenly Land are basically the ancestors of a certain Dragon Race.

The Dragon are more powerful than mortals can imagine, even more so Titan Race.

Their tribe doesn't have many dragon gods, but it does have quite a few Dragon King.

Even such a powerful race treated the White Sky Angel with utmost respect.

Therefore, Mangeruisi did not want to offend the White Sky Angel.

But as the master of the Realm of the Dead, a powerful and dignified Sacred God, even if he didn't want to get involved in such matters, he at least had to maintain appearances.

Otherwise, how could he survive in the Sacred River Heavenly Land, rule the Realm of the Dead, and establish himself among the Dark Sacred God?

At this time.

Mangeruisi stared intently at the Sixteen-Winged Angel in the sky, hoping that this powerful Angel would bow his head slightly, say something apologetic, or offer some kind of explanation.

His words and slightly submissive tone.

If other White Sky Angel or Sacred God were to arrive, they would likely give him face.

After all, even the White Sky Angel has to deal with the God of Death class.

Unfortunately...

The Angel who came this time was the proud Nuodiya.

She stared at Mangeruisi, a cold expression appearing in her beautiful purple eyes.

"Unscrupulous?"

"I find it hard to believe that this is how you describe my White Sky Angel Race."

She raised her fair, delicate chin and spoke in an unquestionable tone.

"Listen, Mangeruisi, this is none of your business."

"I don't want to argue with you about the majesty and Glory of gods."

"We've only come this time to arrest a criminal and take him back for Judgment."

"Get out of the way, this is none of your business!"

"You!"

Mangeruisi's eyes also turned cold.

"Nuodiya, you have ignored me, your lord, and captured my people within my Realm of the Dead."

"Is this how your clan conducts itself in the world?"

"I always thought the most arrogant beings in this world were those Demon God from the Abyss."

"But I never imagined that you self-proclaimed Angel of justice and Radiance would be even more arrogant than those Demon!"

He took a deep breath.

"You can arrest them, but you must give me an explanation first. Otherwise, I will never release them under any circumstances."

"Hmph, explain?"

Nuodiya snorted coldly.

Do you know what mistake you made?

What error?

He knows nothing.

"He insulted the Creator's Temple!"

Nuodiya spoke solemnly.

"Ah?"

"The Creator's Temple?"

For a moment, Mangeruisi couldn't quite recall it.

After all, the Creator's Temple is inconspicuous in the Sacred River Heavenly Land.

Fortunately, the Sacred God's memory is still quite good.

He remembered.

"Which Prime Material World, supposedly a small temple dedicated to the Creator?"

This is it.

He felt that these White Sky Angel were making a mountain out of a molehill.