Zhang Xiao lowered his head and gazed at the building.
With all his abilities fully activated, he showered it with detection spells as though they cost nothing.
To the Muggles throughout the city, ring after ring of rainbow radiance was spreading from the angel who had descended from the heavens.
The angelic grandeur was off the charts!
He had to admit that the detection spells Dumbledore had mentioned were extremely useful. With the Dharma Eye assisting them, the entire building seemed to become transparent and indistinct beneath his gaze.
But this was not X-ray vision. It was another unique perspective that belonged to magic alone.
Some people had white light surging around them-those were members of the Church. Certain areas were also protected by powerful "magic."
Yet it was not the kind he knew. These must have been the Church's Divine Arts.
The white light around these Church members was fluctuating violently. Clearly, his "descent" had dealt them a tremendous shock.
They hurried out of the building and stared, dumbfounded, at the "angel" hovering in midair.
No one knew better than the senior clergy whether their so-called God existed. How could they not know?
As more and more clergy gathered below, the lower-ranking members were already kneeling in prayer, tears streaming down their faces.
The higher-ranking members, however, were visibly panicked. Of course they could guess that a wizard was behind this, but how could they prove the figure above was a fake?
With that appearance, he looked more genuine than pure gold!
The audience is nearly all here... Time to begin!
He pressed the Communicator by his ear and said quietly:
"Mr. Nick, turn the background music down a little. I'm about to speak!"
Nicolas Flamel gently waved his fingers through the air, and the sacred music immediately grew