At this moment, the Divine Favored Power of the Lord of Dawn shone on Mephiel.
A power from Heaven Mountain awakened within him, slightly suppressing the force of the other three within him. At this moment, Mephiel appeared to clear up slightly:
"Shut up, you unfeeling half-breed dragon, watching your own daughter march to her death."
Upon hearing this, Caesar's veins bulged, filled with the urge to kill this damn bastard.
Feeling the power of the Lord of Dawn starting to inversely corrode the Divine Power of the three gods within his body and swiftly lock onto the true forms of several deities, Pope Mephiel laughed maniacally.
Mephiel wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and continued:
"When I became the Pope of the God of Love and Change, I faced the majesty of the gods.
Not like the Prince of Lies who hides his true face, nor like the already insane God of Ice.
