The sky above the entire Holy City was split in two—half bathed in a sacred gold, the other half swallowed by a pitch-black void. It was as if deities and the abyss were colliding head-on at this very moment!
Austin Sage's Magic Power, however, seemed truly inexhaustible. The destructive might of his spatial storm continued to climb!
Ten seconds. In a mere ten seconds, the Holy Light Shield let out an overwhelmed wail under the relentless assault of the spatial storm.
CRACK!
The crisp sound of shattering echoed in the ears of the millions of people in the Holy City, acting as the prelude to the collapse of their faith. Shards of golden radiance rained down, only to be entirely devoured by the pitch-black spatial rifts before they could even hit the ground.
"Audacious heretic!"
"Blasphemer, die!"
