Swelling

A small door about two meters tall slowly appeared from the bottom of the towering metal wall.

The old man led Wang Wen and the other two to the metal wall.

However, the people behind him were stopped by a flying man.

There was a commotion in the crowd.

"How dare you?" the man in the air asked the crowd.

"How dare you non-believers come so close to the temple?"

A brave man from the crowd stood up and said to the sky, "We do believe in God now!"

"God doesn't need the faith of you fools," the flying man sneered.

"We don't believe in your God of War!" the bold one said loudly. "We believe in the one who is willing to save and pity us, the God of Medicine?"

The man in the air was stunned.

The crowd had a different opinion.

"What kind of title is God of Medicine? Doesn't sound nice at all."

"That's right, that's right, that's not even close to the God of War. It should sound similar to that!"