The Constructs of the Serpent Bearer temple were stunned because of the sight before them.

“Plant your heads on the ground. Repeat after me. I.”

[…I!]

“Greatly.”

[G-Greatly…!]

“Sinned against.”

[Sinned against!!]

“Lee Gun-nim.”

[Lee Gun-nim!!!]

“Your voices are too low, bastards! Who told you to lower your butts!!”

[I…I’m sorry!!]

“Again!!”

Lee Gun was making the gods who had come to punish him plant their heads on the ground with their hands behind their backs.

The Constructs were sweating bullets because of this.

‘The mighty high-rank Zodiacs of the Pantheon are…’

‘They have their heads planted on the ground….’

The Pantheon was the location where the competition between the gods was the fiercest. It was called the best of the best. These high-rank Zodiacs were the ruling class of the Pantheon, yet…

As if such a humiliating sight wasn’t enough, they were being kicked by Lee Gun.

It caused great discontent among the gods, but they couldn’t call for punitive measures at all in front of the Primordial god.

[We are sorry!! We’ll forget this punitive measure ever happened. Let us return to the Divine world— Kuhk!]

“You better keep the right angle while you plant your head!”

[…koo-oohk!]

The Zodiacs acted as if Lee Gun wouldn’t get away with this as they planted their heads.

‘If only the Primordial god weren't here…!’

‘We wouldn’t have to walk on eggshells…!’

Someone was looking at all of this as if he...