Perhaps there is no difference from the real Creator God.

 But this is Uldyssian, who actually thinks that his approach is a failure?

 The First Ancestors could not understand Uldyssian's thoughts.

 “So, why did you give him the name ‘Bulkess’?”

Sanya asked slowly, and now the two people were sitting cross-legged outside the temple of the elders formed by this field.

  Like a father and daughter.

 The first generation ancestor took out another roasted spider leg from Queen Alanya and placed it directly in Sonya's hand.

 “Because I’ve been targeted.

 Did you know? Since we killed Vasily, the only one left of my brothers and sisters that I could find was Rasma.

 If you were me, what would you think?”

The first generation ancestor smiled bitterly, picked up a bottle of wine and poured it into his mouth.

“I would think that someone is hunting the first generation Nephalem, even if they have succeeded more than once!

 But if this happened to me, my first thought would be revenge!”

Sanya said decisively.

“Telling you that we have given up revenge?”

 The first generation ancestor had a tragic smile on his face!

 “You mean ‘you’?”

Sanya hit the nail on the head!

 That name immediately rang in my heart!

 Lasma!

 The youngest brother of the first Nephalem!

 The ancestor of the Necromancer!

 Those who blur the boundaries between life and death!

 It is also the person who kills "destiny"!

“We killed our father! Angel of Fate! Inaris!

 And know everything from it!”

Although the first generation ancestors were still smiling, it was because of the friction between their teeth!
Chapter completed!