Chapter 1347: The World's Own Son?_2

"If even the worshiper that it took God so much effort to nurture cannot handle this, then what use are these souls to Him?"

"Since you've put it that way, I'd be disrespecting you if I didn't bring out something real."

Muria took a step forward, lightly treading across the space. His figure disappeared from the Sun God's view, but in the next instant, a hand clad in black and gold armor, large enough to obscure the Sky Dome, appeared and reached for the Sun God.

Such a scene, reflected in the eyes of the myriad creatures on the earth, was extremely terrifying. From their perspective, it was as if an unknown demon was trying to pluck the sun from the sky.

Although the second sun that appeared made them uncomfortable and even brought endless disaster to the earth, the sun had always been a symbol of hope and light. In contrast, that ghostly hand seemed ominous.

Clang!