In the Great Cathedral, the divinities suddenly felt a palpitation.
This feeling was something the Creator God had never experienced.
Almost in the next moment, He appeared in the palace of Gallia.
Seeing the silver-haired figure lying peacefully on the bed, the God breathed a sigh of relief.
However, this sense of unease did not dissipate.
He couldn't help but reach out to cover his heart. What was happening?
At this moment, Gallia, lying on the bed, woke up.
Her silver eyelashes quivered, finally looking at the God standing by the bed.
With just one glance, the God felt as if struck by lightning.
An uncontrollable panic rose from his heart, and he watched helplessly as "Gallia" sat up.
"God, why are you here?" Gallia asked in surprise.
The God did not speak.
He quietly looked at the figure in front of him.
The other had a face he was all too familiar with, her silver eyes pure and flawless, filled with faith and infatuation for the God at a glance.
