The Great Power That Does Not Belong to Magic!

"Ha ha ha ha ha!!!"

Sensing the divine might of the Sixteen-Winged Seraph within him, Michael could no longer contain his excitement and burst into wild laughter.

"Dongfang Chen, today I'll show you the miraculous might of the Sixteen-Winged Seraph!"

Michael stood atop a relatively intact tower. At some point, a scepter wreathed in azure feathers had appeared in his right hand.

As Michael continued murmuring, the scepter gradually grew larger. From its initial height of roughly one meter, it extended until it was as tall as the tower.

What was even more astonishing was that the scepter continued expanding. In the blink of an eye, it had grown to the height of a hundred-meter-tall statue, like a divine-right giant's staff that had fallen from the heavens into the mortal world.

The surrounding buildings of the Holy City appeared several sizes smaller before it.

"Phew!"

Michael uttered a strange syllable. In an instant, the Giant Scepter swung heavily forward, and a turquoise Holy Contempt Shockwave swept violently toward Dongfang Chen!

As the Holy Contempt Shockwave swept past, more than half of the Holy City's streets and buildings were affected by the Giant Scepter!

Strictly speaking, Dongfang Chen had only destroyed the buildings along a few streets just now.

The reason the Holy City was now so dilapidated, with most of its districts reduced to ruins, was actually because of the destruction caused by the Holy City's own mages.

The damage caused by the Golden Dragon sweeping away buildings with its tail and the destruction of the streets by Demon Sealing Van Kui need not even be mentioned.

Michael's current attack alone was enough to force the reconstruction of more than half of the Holy City's buildings.

Under normal circumstances, Michael could perfectly control the scepter's shockwave and prevent it from