The moment the mysterious voice was heard again, the chained altar trembled again. However, this time, not from rage, but from uncertainty.
'Impossible, nothing can evade this God's perception! Unless...' A horrifying thought surfaced within the mind of the Undead Skyfall, '...it's another Divine Being?'
Yet that conclusion made even less sense, because the Undead Skyfall knew this was the middle plains, and no God could freely appear before "Him", unless they were in a similar situation, either asleep, sealed, or dead!
Even "His" existence here was a special case, and not even an existence like the Undead Skyfall could achieve similar results unless it was unique, like "His" jailor.
Moreover, even if they were in a similar situation, they can't sneak up on "Him", not without "His" knowledge.
At that moment, the Undead Skyfall finally suppressed "His" fluctuating thoughts, and "His" voice grew much lower and more cautious.
"Who asks?"
