"Come help me!"
Siris was fighting as he walked, getting closer to Surya,
"The times are changing drastically. I know you've been researching various Divine Artifacts to wear on your body!"
He looked at God Surya who was fully equipped,
"Hurry up and help me fight him."
Siris kept shouting.
After all, they had already formed an alliance before.
As allies from the early Divine Era, prepared to take down bosses one by one.
Now that he's encountered an enemy, when else would he ask for help?
Seeing this scene, Surya quickly stepped back a few paces,
"Don't come over here. It's not a matter of fighting, I'm afraid of getting infected."
"What infection?" Siris was puzzled.
God Surya chuckled lightly:
"I suggest you two take a look in the mirror."
"You two are drooling and your mouths are crooked, your limbs are uncoordinated..."
"In the eyes of outsiders, you look like two fools playing tennis against each other."
Siris: "..."
