Living With My Lady Boss by Blue Silver novel Chapter 1325

"Your foolish low life! Do you know how the Church of Holy Illuminati has been able to stand strong for thousands of years?"

Wilbur narrowed his gaze coldly at Michael.

Michael continued to scream wildly. "It is precisely the long, deep history of our church that has allowed us to collect so much power! Low lives like you can hardly even imagine the power our weapons and treasures hold. Did you think you'd be able to defeat me just because you're at the Emperor level?"

Wilbur furrowed his brows, gripping the historical halberd.

Michael was currently completely engulfed in flames. He looked like the god of fire descended, lighting up the heavens with a blazing red glow.

This glow was even powerful enough to withstand Wilbur's domain.

It had to be said that the power of these divine weapons was indeed terrifying. They were capable of helping a cultivator of the Super Sanctuary level hold up against someone at the Emperor level.

The power of the Church of Holy Illuminati was definitely respectable as well.

Michael slowly began to make his way over to Wilbur, still engulfed in the flames as he shouted, "The power of our divine weapons can make up for what we lack in skills! Don't even think of getting smug just because you're at the Emperor level, you low life."

As he spoke, Michael waved the Blade of the Rising Sun before bringing it down harshly on Wilbur.

Wilbur darted to the side to avoid the attack. The space next to him shone with fine cracks, filling the air with a burnt smell.

"Emperor level, huh? What a joke! All your powers are useless in the face of the divine weapons!" Michael roared, swinging the sword again and again.

Wilbur did his best to pick up speed, narrowly avoiding the next few attacks.

Explosions sounded through the air as the heavens burned, countless cracks appearing throughout.

Tarron's jaw nearly fell off at the sight.

He had thought that Wilbur's powers were the limit, but now it seemed like Michael's were even stronger.

Under the terrifying assault of the Fabric of Torment and the Blade of the Rising Sun, Wilbur seemed to only be able to defend and duck with no chance to attack in the slightest.