"I will etch your kindness deep in my heart! If there's ever a time you need my help in the future, don't hesitate to ask me. Even if it costs my life, I will ensure the task is completed for you."
Zeus held up the man in the black robe as though lifting a prey stripped of its bones.
His expression was calm, but beneath the surface, there existed infinite rage. The man in the black robe in his hands could not even wish for death at this moment.
Undoubtedly, unimaginable torment awaited him.
Michael smiled lightly and said, "If I need you, I won't hesitate to ask. Generally, if you come across a person from Harvaland, remember to take care of them. If anything comes your way from South Heaven, do your best to handle it."
"Rest assured, I will!"
Zeus nodded heavily and quickly disappeared into the pouring rain with the man in the black robe.
Seeing that Michael seemed to be thinking about leaving, Kael hurriedly said, "Our Pope is rushing over here, you..."