Sithur Fatty sat on the ground, holding his head, lost in thought.
He did things purely according to his own preferences, including giving the Temporal Hall to Ken Middleton earlier.
As for the Talisman given to Ethan Smith, it was actually more of an investment.
The Heaven Path Umbrella given to Ethan Smith in the end was merely a casual gesture amidst his frenzy; he never thought Ethan would push him away, allowing the power of God-Sealing Panel to seal his Divine Soul.
At this moment, an inescapable sob lingered in his chest.
Such a life-saving bond, if it were Tiger and the others, he might understand.
But Ethan's actions were beyond his comprehension emotionally and rationally.
Ethan boss! You're so formidable, how could a simple God-Sealing Panel possibly harm you!
Sithur Fatty clenched his fists tightly.
Listening to his demonic murmurs of sealing magic, Tiger behind him sighed slightly.
The one who seals the gods, it's not so easy to break free.
