"Lord Guy, have you decided to oppose ?"
The phantom giant face sighed:
"No, you are the great Era Dominator and the God of Destiny, I do not wish to oppose you..."
The Eternal Lord did not respond.
He coldly looked at the phantom giant face, both powerful divine powers confronting each other from afar.
After a mont, Guy let out a long sigh:
"Of course, with this matter, Imhettel has also violated the Ideal Country’s prohibition. After this incident, we will expel him as punishnt... What happens after that, we will not intervene."
"Lord Guy! You must not!"
Surt’s expression changed.
However, the phantom giant face did not look at him, but sincerely directed his gaze towards the Eternal Lord.
The Eternal Lord deeply regarded him, sneering:
"I hope you keep your word."
After speaking, he coldly glanced at the two myths on the island, snorted lightly, and dispersed his projection.
And that dazzling divine bow, along with the dispersal of the projection, slowly faded away.
Once the Eternal Lord’s projection dissipated, Guy slowly turned his gaze to the two myths.
His eyes passed over the Titan Giant, full of complexity, and upon looking at Surt, they transford into deep disappointnt.
"Surt, co to the temple and see ."
Having said that, he too dispelled his projection.
Surt’s expression fluctuated unpredictably.
"Surt... lord."
The Titan Giant shook his head:
"I... will bear my... own burden, will not... drag down... everyone."
"Bear your own crap!"
Surt roared.
Finally, he gritted his teeth, pulled the stubborn Titan Giant, and left here.
...
"Lord Guy! Have you forgotten your oath? How is this any different from abandoning Imhettel?"
Returning to Dream Island, entering the Central Temple amidst the mountains, Surt looked at the figure transforming from the oil lamp, his voice sowhat indignant.
However, Guy rely gave him a deep look, shook his head:
"Surt, as Guardians, we cannot oppose any forces."
"You... have overstepped, after this matter is concluded, accept your punishnt."
Surt paused slightly.
He was silent for a mont, then said:
"You... knew?"
Guy looked at him, sternly said:
"Failing to tily stop Imhettel, and encouraging him in your words, Raphael’s demise, at least half of the responsibility lies with you!"
"Or do you truly believe that just because it’s Imhettel, I would tolerate whatever mistakes he makes? Even to the extent of getting involved in the disputes of Segis World?!"
Guy’s voice was thunderous, suppressing anger.
Surt opened his mouth, speechless.
Indeed.
As a True God, he had the opportunity to stop Imhettel.
But ultimately he allowed the other to slay the Blazing Angel.
He did not favor Yiteo. If possible, he hoped his lineage of ancient gods could stand with the World Tree.
During his recent travels on the continent, he visited that one on Dragon Island and learned so thoughts from other ancient gods.
Those thoughts coincided with his...
And in his view, Ulinos’ choice did not conflict with Lord Guy’s goals.
"Put away your naïve thoughts, since it’s decided not to engage in the continent’s disputes, then you must not engage, once it begins, it can never be taken back, as Guardian, you must understand your responsibility!"
As if seeing through his thoughts, Guy spoke coldly.
Surt was silent.
And after silence, he also felt sowhat disappointed.
He bit his lip, said:
"Lord Guy... even if you choose this, can you really maintain neutrality forever?! Or do you truly believe that by waiting this way, you can wait for Lord Neo’s return?!"
Guy remained silent.
After a long while, he lightly sighed:
"The future is unknown, but... responsibility cannot be discarded, behind us is the hope of countless restarts, is a seed, cannot risk, for us... waiting is the best choice."
Upon hearing his words, Surt’s expression beca sowhat complex.
"Lord Guy, in my view, you... have already lost the courage to resist."
"Perhaps... but if one day you beco the master of the Ideal Country, you will understand."
Guy shook his head.
Upon finishing his words, his aura gradually intensified, and his voice beca authoritative:
"Proclaim my divine decree: Imhettel attacked the True God’s Divine Envoy, violating the Ideal Country’s prohibition. All of his permissions are hereby revoked, his Guardian status stripped, and he is banished from the island!"
Surt’s expression changed drastically:
"Lord Guy! Imhettel is already gravely injured! If you banish him now, and are resented by the Eternal Lord, how is this different from just watching him fall?! You..."
"No need to persuade !"
Guy interrupted him.
The leader of the Reincarnation faction looked at him disappointedly, and said:
"Surt, you have beco far too complacent over ti, completely forgetting our principles. Return and reflect on this properly; you are not to step out of Dream Island for a decade!"
Surt was greatly anxious, he gritted his teeth, and said:
"If that’s the case, then banish too! After all, it was I who tacitly approved of his actions!"
Guy beca furious:
"Silence! You! You stubborn fool! Go back and reflect properly!"
With that, divine power surged from him, sealing a majority of Surt’s might, and cast him away, imprisoning him in his own temple.
Confronting the powerful divine force of the ancient deities, Surt was utterly unable to resist. When he regained freedom, he discovered himself confined.
"Lord Guy! You can’t do this!"
He clung to the temple doors, shouting angrily.
However, Guy’s voice was no longer to be heard.
Surt was despondent, a wave of helplessness and profound disappointnt arose within him...
Until a concerned voice sounded:
"Lord Surt, are you... alright?"
It was a fire elent demigod nad Fael, who was the temple caretaker for Surt, also considered his subordinate, always helping him manage the temple.
"It’s Fael..."
Surt sighed deeply.
He then recounted the recent events to this subordinate, venting his discontent.
"Lord Surt... I feel that perhaps Lord Guy also has his difficulties."
Fael said.
"Difficulties my foot! Changed, Lord Guy has changed! He wasn’t like this in treating the ancient deities of the Ideal Country before... He’s lost all his sharpness..."
Surt roared.
His voice carried deep disappointnt.
"But... if that’s really the case, then why could he see your and Imhettel’s actions, yet not personally stop Imhettel?"
Fael suddenly asked.
"Hm?"
Hearing his words, Surt was taken aback.
...
Mountains of Dream Island, Central Temple.
Guy, having confined Surt, sighed deeply, filled with exhaustion.
His ethereal form slowly dissipated, and reappeared on the other side of the Central Temple.
This was a secluded annex.
Within the annex sat two ancient divine thrones, and one of them was occupied by a beautiful figure, crowned and dressed in a divine gown.
That beautiful figure grinned slightly upon seeing Guy’s arrival:
"Have you already decided?"
Guy sighed and said:
"I am very sorry, but having decided to beco a Guardian, I will not partake in the conflicts of the Segis Continent."
"But by doing so, haven’t you already participated?"
The beautiful figure tilted her head slightly, smiling.
Guy, feeling helpless:
"It’s just an unavoidable transaction."
After that, Guy approached her, gave a slight bow, and smiled wryly:
"Imhettel’s Divine Soul was already damaged, his ti is short, and now, being further injured, even I am powerless, but can only rely on your strength to save him..."
"Lady Eve, please help take good care of him."
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