Seeking comfort

"I didn't expect you to actually be able to defeat Mekar. I underestimated you, God Slayer." Just as Hudang killed Mekar, a voice came from afar. Hudang and Erika turned to follow the sound and saw a handsome young boy. \"Since you have defeated Mekar, then come be my opponent. I wonder if you can grant me a defeat.\" Erika sensed the presence of a god from the boy and became alert, while Hudang felt indifferent. Hudang knew he could use the Prometheus Tablet to defeat him because the visitor was none other than the Eastern God of War, Velerlana. \Listening to Velerlana, Hudang said, "I will help you fulfill your wish." After responding to Velerlana, Hudang turned to Erika and said, "Tell me his nature so I can defeat him." Hearing Hudang's words, Erika smiled and said, "Alright, my king." \Although Erika's address was a bit strange, at this moment Hudang was kissed by Erika. After Erika transmitted Velerlana's nature, Hudang took out Prometheus's Magical Tome and aimed it at Velerlana. \Seeing Hudang aiming the Prometheus Tablet, Velerlana smirked, and at the same time countless lights surrounded him, radiating brilliant glory. \Velerlana also began chanting words of power: \"In my name, I declare here. Ancient sage Prometheus! Fear me, and step back quickly, Prometheus. \I am the one who can break any obstacle. The powerful, the unjust, I will punish all of them.\" Suddenly the number of lights increased. \Ten light orbs shining with golden light appeared, then twenty—nearly a hundred were now flying around the tablet. Hudang clearly felt the divine power in the Magical Tome constantly flowing out, but Velerlana showed no sign of stopping. His slender figure was illuminated by the surrounding light, emitting golden radiance. \Fear me, Prometheus! Fear me and my name! My name is Velerlana! Guardian of light and the sacred domain! Fear me, Velerlana, Prometheus! \Language is light. Words of power are light. So light, words of power, become my sword, my blade!" Velerlana was surrounded by countless lights, radiating brilliant glory. "I know you, Prometheus."The place where you are being punished is the Caucasus Mountains, right? In the past, you were the god of fire. In the past, you were the god of theft; in the past, you were also a hero for heroes. I, Velesrana, am the sword—the hero of war. But you are the hero of wisdom. You grant 'fire' to foolish humans—the sage who imparts civilization. The trickster who deceives the gods with wisdom. The sun and shadow that protect humanity. You are like Amiran of the Caucasus, similar to Loki of the distant North. Thus, the magical power of the magic book in the hand of the guardian continuously flows away.