"You nosy people over there, take a good look at who the real Devil is, who truly represents the justice of Heaven," Michael righteously admonished.
As he spoke, the suspended Sword of Covenant aimed at Hexuno, the residual light dissipated, directly targeting Hexuno's right eye.
Hexuno held the sword in both hands, mustering all her strength to block the Oath Sword, yet faced with the incoming Sword of Covenant, she had no means to counter in a flash.
She could retreat, but behind her was the Divine Throne and the Saint Heir, her faith.
Bang!
A hand reached out from behind Hexuno, grasping the Sword of Covenant, firmly suppressing it in mid-air.
Wayne.
Seeing who stopped him, Michael let out a slight murmur, thought for a moment, and didn't pay any mind.
Able to slay the Devils of Gluttony and Wrath in Hell, being powerful was natural. At least, he was stronger than that group of useless Uriel and was qualified to catch one of his moves.
