Antion had recounted every divine miracle of the past thirty years to Dertulian, and Al's descendants listened intently; the more they listened, the more terrified they became.
"Do They also consider themselves the children of God?"
Dertulian asked incredulously.
It was unimaginable.
Antion slowly nodded, having poured out everything, and then collapsed to the ground.
"What should we do, Dertulian?"
Antion asked, slightly bewildered. As a priest serving God, he feared that the people of Logos would betray God and turn to other gods, hence he bore this secret alone for thirty years.
Dertulian's lips were tightly pursed, and at this moment, the son of the Prophet felt dizzy and unsteady.
After a long contemplation,
Dertulian murmured,
"Ignore It, we have our God, It might be deceiving us."
Indeed, the Gods disdain to deceive the insignificant people of Logos.
Thus, not a single word that the Prophetic God Kagawus told Antion was false.