The sacred auras surrounding the two great powerhouses had been restrained to the absolute limit. Their presence was no different from that of ordinary mortal beings.
One of them wore a black robe, and embroidered upon his chest was a dazzling Golden Mountain. His expression was calm as he glanced at Justin beside him.
Justin felt as though a rabbit had been stuffed into his chest, jumping wildly up and down. He carefully stole a look at that Tier-6 Oracle-grade existence, then gave an awkward smile and spoke.
"I have never been able to stand those who bully others by relying on their power. Just now, I lost control for a moment and acted a little too heavily."
When he said this, his expression was so natural that it was almost as if he were commenting on the weather.
Whether that Tier-6 Oracle-grade believed him or not was hard to say.
In any case, Justin himself almost believed it.
"No matter. They were merely a swarm of ants."
