The Wine God looked more like a wise and kind grandfather than anything else. His cultivation aura was barely noticeable, so that wasn't the first thing Alex had noticed. Instead, it was his smile that showed even through his thick white mustache that covered his lips and the long white beard that hung to a point before his chest. His hair was white as well, falling straight behind him, barely standing out against the white robe he wore.
As an individual, he barely stood out among the other older individuals that were standing next to him. Compared to him, the younger Divinity carried a more god-like aura about him.
"I see. So you are the Dawnblade I've heard so much about," the Wine God spoke in a soft voice. He closed his eyes and looked up as if remembering something.
"He brings darkness. He brings chaos. He shall devour the moon and sunder the sun. The world shall not survive while he lives."
He opened his eyes, looking back down toward Alex.
