He widened his eyes incredulously, turning back to look at Arakel Tuck.
Arakel Tuck had the same incredulous expression.
Obviously.
He had also received the oracle.
Why...
The same thought emerged in both of their minds at the same time.
God... why do this? Why create another fallen angel to replace the original?
"Interesting."
The fallen angel seemed to know they had received the oracle and showed a playful expression: "He actually feels fear."
"Fear?"
Lamar Aihai stiffly raised his head.
"Do you really want to hear it?"
The fallen angel grinned: "Your Holy Father, my creator, his current thoughts?"
Lamar Aihai: "..."
Arakel Tuck: "..."
Their pupils shook, neither spoke, for the other had already voiced what they had agreed on.
As for what exactly they feared.
That was not their concern, because their faith might collapse.
"Now, it's your turn to tell me the answer."
