Enlil's voice was as terrifying as a storm, roaring and furious.
"Do you want to die——————!!!"
The two gods, both extremely irrational, stared at each other.
Enlil was furious, and Ishtar was not going to give in.
Nanna was enjoying the show and Anu couldn't interfere.
"I don't want to die, but I want to question you, Great God - why are you holding the Destiny Meeting in my absence?"
Ishtar put her hand on Ma Anna's.
"Because I know you will definitely choose the death of those two mud balls. Is this reason enough?"
Enlil has a storm wrapped around his hands.
"not enough."
Ishtar gritted his teeth and said.
"Master, it seems that the seven gods of destiny are dispensable to you - I have no intention of fighting with you, but - you don't give me respect!"
"I... am not easily dismissed."
Ishtar's attitude is unimaginably tough.
No one knows how much grievance and resentment she has accumulated over the past few years, which she uses to express her anger.
Chapter completed!