The holy lance entwined with chains of causality was undergoing visible changes.
Dense, ancient runes emerged across the originally silver-white shaft.
The runes writhed slowly like living creatures, radiating a terrifying pressure.
At the base of the lance, the twelfth of the thirteen sealing patterns quietly cracked open.
A blinding light burst from that gap, like a sleeping dragon opening its eyes.
The radiance was too dazzling, too domineering. In that instant, everyone's senses were stripped away.
A pillar of golden light shot into the sky, piercing the clouds and reaching the stratosphere. It was clearly visible even from a thousand miles away.
The holy lance Rhongomyniad had finally revealed its true edge.
"W-What is that?!" A spirit contractor stared wide-eyed at the pillar of light that reached from heaven to earth.
"That Noble Phantasm attack just now was actually still in a sealed state?! Senior Xia Yuan had been fighting with a sealed weapon all along?!"
"Holy crap, she could fight five opponents alone without falling behind while it was sealed. Now that the seal's been lifted..."
"I don't even dare imagine it. I really don't!"
"Is this the true strength of a UR spirit? This has already surpassed the realm humanity can reach!"
"When did you get the mistaken impression that Senior Xia Yuan is still human? She's clearly a goddess!"
"..."
At the Imperial Capital Command Center, Zhao Wenguo stared fixedly at the live footage on the screen.
Those eyes, which had weathered countless storms, were now filled with shock.
He muttered, "Just how many trump cards has Xia Yuan been hiding? After all that earth-shattering fighting, she was only warming up?"
The strategist beside him swallowed hard before speaking with difficulty. "Commander Zhao, Senior Xia Yuan... has probably already exceeded our evaluation system."
"Evaluation?" Zhao Wenguo