What a joke?!
How could a lower plane possibly have a being strong enough to withstand his full-powered strike?!
His strength was among the top in the Theodore plane!
"Damn it! Damn ants!!"
Celestine's face twisted with anger and frustration. He couldn't believe it!
This must be a coincidence—perhaps that plane had some special defensive mechanism.
Or maybe the other side used some kind of one-time forbidden artifact!
Blinded by rage, he ignored the severe backlash he was experiencing and slowly raised his hand again.
The remaining Holy Light energy began to gather recklessly!
He refused to believe the other side could withstand a second strike!
However, just as he was about to launch another attack, a terrifying, ancient pressure far greater than the domain corridor suddenly descended!
Buzz—!
In an instant, the space in the area Celestine occupied shattered like fragile glass.
