"This is my kingdom, not a place for you to run wild."
The Father God had no expression at this moment, his indifferent gaze devoid of any divine luster.
In the Gods' Kingdom, the omnipresent light forcefully suppressed Satan's power.
In the eyes of the Father God, Satan's defeat was certain, and the only thing he needed to consider was how to thoroughly purge Satan and put an end to the endless divine war.
"Although my strength is suppressed here, that wound is also suppressing your strength. To suppress me, let's see if you have what it takes."
Satan seemed to have seen through the Father God's thoughts and laughed unrestrainedly.
"Hmph, I would like to see if your soul is as hard as your mouth!"
The Father God involuntarily glanced at the bleeding wound on his chest, a pain in his heart that he could not erase.
Provoked by Satan, the Father God made the first move.
"Judgement!"
