“Is it possible that he was a traitor?” Saint Thor asked with a serious expression on his face.
Hearing this question, Saint Ames' face suddenly turned cold.
“No one knows… except himself.”
“At the end of the Kingdom War, it is necessary to choose one of the five of us to be the next Guardian. Are you interested in this position?” Saint Thor quickly changed his mood. He said the words jokingly with a smile.
“You know I don't like chaos. The Guardian position is not suitable for me. Or you are interested?” asked Saint Ames.
“Ha ha ha, throughout these hundred years ago, you already know my answer. Why do you even bother asking me?” Saint Thor burst out laughing and said jokingly.
The two great beings continued their talk. They waited to finish their duties. In addition to controlling the Deadsing Wonder dimension, they also had to keep harvesting the Death’s Eyes that had come out of the dimension so that they would not fall elsewhere.