As Kokabiel's Light Sword came slashing down, Rias and the others, their faces filled with unwillingness, simultaneously unleashed their magic power, preparing to make a last stand.
However, as an enormous Magic Array unfolded before them, a gigantic Skeletal Arm stretched out from a Fissure. Rising like a pillar supporting the heavens, it extended its clearly jointed hand and directly caught Kokabiel's Light Sword.
"Crack—!"
As he watched the Skeletal Arm seemingly reach out from the abyss, Kokabiel was still wondering what kind of magic it was and who had cast it when, in the next second, the hundred-meter Light Sword he had condensed with the Power of Light was crushed barehanded by the Skeletal Arm!
"Impossible! I condensed this from my magic power into the Power of Light. How could it be shattered so easily?!"
Watching the fragments of the Light Sword scatter through the air like shards of porcelain, Kokabiel's face immediately twisted into an expression of utter disbelief.
Clearly, compared with being beaten down by Seiya, a Low-Class Devil, earlier, having the Light Sword formed from almost all of his magic power shattered so easily was even harder for him to accept.
After all, in Kokabiel's eyes, he was not skilled at close combat, while Seiya, a Low-Class Devil, possessed a powerful physique. It was only natural that Seiya could suppress him.
His strengths had never been physical power, but rather his dense Power of Light and immense light energy.
"Nothing is impossible. I had originally held some expectations for a so-called Ten-Winged Fallen Angel.
"But I never expected your so-called full strength to be only at this level.
"A character at your level still wants to stir up chaos and ignite another war among the three factions?
"Even if angels, Demons, and Fallen Angels went to