The sound of an egg cracking echoed within the Bronze Bell Shadow.
Underneath the helmet, the flames suddenly surged in Michael's eyes.
Buzz—
The Cross Longsword blazed fiercely, completely shattering the Bronze Bell Shadow,
and the four wings behind Michael stirred up a gale, carrying her into mid-air, overlooking the battlefield.
In the eyes of other players and detectors, Michael, who was emanating endless light and heat, was as dazzling as a miniature sun, illuminating the dimly lit space like daylight.
"..."
After a brief consideration, Michael swung her sword towards the Desolated Lion.
In mid-air, the Sword of Flames expanded two hundred meters, and under the sacred flames, whether rock pillars or light cannons, were all melted away and assimilated.
Bang!!!
The lion's claw, formed by condensed Demon Flame, collided with the Sword of Flames,
