'Hopefully this is the last time I have to rely on my soul to deal with such weaklings.' Michael thought. Acknowledging that he had been relying on the same strategy several times by now.
Fortunately his body didn't scream in pain anymore, as he wasn't in his material form. That at the very least should help him stay levelheaded.
"HAHAHA!"
Michael's train of thought was interrupted by the manic laughter of the Monarch queen.
Her laughter was understandable. A few seconds ago she would have been forced to fight against the Lords and Overlords while engulfed in the Sacred flames. However, now the tyrannical fire was gone.
From now on, if her enemies wanted to defeat her, they would have to beat her soul, which was times harder than just beating her material form.
In simpler terms, she had already won, allowing her to take full rein of the whole planet.
"You are a blessing in disguise!" Still lost in laughter, the queen bellowed, throwing a glance at Michael.
