"That's right."
Uriel loudly affirmed, knowing that Michael neither sent close aides to search for the Saint Heir nor considered him a pawn. He promptly sided with Michael.
In terms of public duty and private sentiment, logically and emotionally, Hexuno and Wayne are the real enemies now; these defilers of Heaven's purity must be eradicated.
As he spoke, Uriel waved his hand, and a scene of white light slowly unfolded in the air.
In the picture was a young man with black hair and eyes, leaning against a long chair, manipulating four avatars of sin, laughing heartily, with a high magical presence.
"Heh heh heh heh————"
"Let me make it clear first, Kiraal and Vikul can testify, this guy is Wayne, I'm not fabricating to slander him, I've even restrained myself." Uriel looked disgusted.
Kiraal and Vikul nodded, indeed he had restrained himself.
"Even if you say so..."
