"Welcome, Fermat Baha Dragon God."
Although there was basically no intention of welcoming at all, at least they were still in a state of peace now. Under the watchful eye of their elder sister, the three Demigods maintained a friendly peace. Polite formalities were not lacking in this era. The Dragon God was their elder. Even though he just made a mess of the Holy Land where his clan resided, he still had to say this.
"Hmph."
Fermat Baha completely ignored them. Although according to humans' division, Michael and the others were living creatures of the Nineteenth Rank, the seven of them together still couldn't compete with him. The extreme of a being of the Twentieth Rank signifies the edge of authority, vastly different from all that follows.
