Chapter 321 The Seraphim King

"Looks like you have a visitor," Tyler said with a knowing smile, ignoring Seraph's invitation to sit on the Seraphim King throne. "A visitor?" Seraph asked in confusion. "There is no being who is powerful enough to infiltrate my castle. Not even Zeus!" "I didn't say they were a being…" the young man replied with a shrug. The words had barely left his lips when the floor beneath them began to ripple. Water welled up from the crystal tiles, rising gently at first. Then, like a spring bubbling from an underground lake, the water began to swell higher, lapping at Tyler's ankles, his calves, until it reached his knees. The water was cool, carrying the scent of fresh rain and exotic lakes, shimmering with magical light that reflected the hall's crystal glow. Tyler felt healed of all his pain, wounds, and exhaustion from climbing to the cave. He looked up toward Seraph with his six wings folded majestically. The supreme being's face had changed. The joy of liberation faded into something vul