A massive dome of light appeared before Palmar.
In the next instant, the surface of that barrier shimmered, and the phantom silhouette of an angel emerged upon it.
The [Infinite Lightblade] released by Caelan was intercepted almost the moment it struck, blocked cleanly by the angel's projection.
Then, as if the angel had fused into one with Palmar, he gripped the trident in both hands and raised it high above his head.
At the same time, the [Infinite Lightblade], radiant like a miniature sun, was actually halted in midair by that enormous trident.
A faint sneer spread across Palmar's face. The corner of his lips lifted as he said,
"Your skill is indeed powerful, but in front of me, it is utterly meaningless."
"Who would have thought? The first Battle of Destiny is going to end this easily. You can die now."
As Palmar's voice rang out, the angelic phantom in the sky erupted once more with holy radiance.
