After he was done dealing with both men, which barely took a few seconds, Amon glanced at the father and son and shook his head before writing on the ground.
"I'm only sparing you because of your son. Try to live a good life…" At his words, the man stammered and his face flushed in embarrassment.
After thanking Amon profusely, he held his son beside him and retreated far away.
Meanwhile, the little boy glanced at Amon with some reluctance in his eyes.
Amon shrugged and returned a cold, emotionless stare back at the little boy.
After the two vanished, Amon felt a slight string connecting him to something begin to form.
Amon was a little startled, feeling that this string was extremely mysterious and he couldn't tell the origin of it…
Sensing that it wasn't harmful to him, Amon immediately communicated with the Primordial Genesis gift and began forming something in his mind.
Soon, a new gift carved itself into his thoughts.
