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Everyone present, apart from the local fairies of the Lostbelt who found it unbelievable, Morgan, who had fused with her counterpart from Proper Human History, and Scathach-Skadi, the Norse goddess, were both utterly shocked.

"There's a limit to jokes!" Morgan gritted her teeth. "You actually interfered with the movement of celestial bodies, controlling the relative positions of the sun, Earth, and moon."

"You turned the sky from day into night!"

Having inherited the runes of the great god Odin, Scathach-Skadi saw even more clearly.

"Not only that—the spell formed by those billions of magic circles in the sky is the power of angels!"

"Water and the moon, control over celestial bodies, and that authority radiating scorching heat from the sky..."

"There's no doubt about it. The enemy has recreated the power of Gabriel, the Power of God from the Cross Church!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Morgan and Scathach-Skadi exchanged a glance.

Both saw helplessness in the other's eyes.

Morgan nearly crushed her teeth from clenching them so hard.

Controlling celestial bodies and recreating the power of Gabriel, the Power of God from biblical scripture, truly left her utterly shaken.

After all, in Proper Human History, the Cross Church had been established after the Age of Gods.

Angels had never appeared in the Material Realm; they existed only in biblical scripture.

And as the canon of a religion, the powers of angels should, by all reason, have contained exaggerations.

Yet what was displayed before their eyes now...

Was angelic power identical to that of biblical myth.

Morgan found it utterly absurd.

Scathach-Skadi beside her felt much the same.

A being bearing the concept of a red dragon was displaying the angelic power of the Cross Church. She truly did not know how to judge it.

However, the situation did