"If you think you have a chance of defeating me, then you're wrong," Vashno said coldly, his golden gaze piercing down at the three experts. "I'll show you the difference between our levels."
The instant his words fell, his figure blurred into golden light.
One of the three barely caught a flash before his world spun—Vashno's hand clamped over his face like an iron vice. Panic surged through him as he raised his foot in a desperate kick.
Swoosh!!
A massive golden wing swept out, the sheer force splitting the air.
Jehlin and the other Sixth Shackle Realm expert froze for half a breath, their eyes widening at the sight of their comrade being utterly dominated. They shot forward immediately, desperate to intervene.
Vashno released his prey and shot higher into the sky. His wings spread wide, golden light pouring from them until the heavens themselves seemed to ignite.
Ohm!!
"[Fallen Golden Ray]!!"
Hundreds of blazing rays descended like divine punishment.
