Golden holy flames surged like an endless river!
In the blink of an eye, they swept rapidly toward Caelan's surroundings.
And that still was not the end of it.
Palmar clearly had no intention of stopping. Maintaining a sacrificial stance, he continued to swing the trident in his hand.
And under the motion of that trident, a third angelic phantom gradually began to emerge.
However, compared to the other two angelic phantoms, the third one was obviously far more indistinct.
Caelan could tell with near certainty that Palmar had already reached his limit. Being able to barely summon a third angelic phantom was as far as he could go.
Caelan calmly swept his gaze over Palmar.
"So this is all the power you have?"
"I can only say... it's truly disappointing."
On the other side, Palmar froze for a split second when he heard those words. In the very next moment, his expression twisted viciously!
What did he mean, his strength was disappointing?
