Michael smiled. "That''s right. You came in the end."
He seemed to be spinning a ring encrusted with a red gem on his hand as he smiled at Wilbur.
"So, you were waiting for me?" asked Wilbur.
Michael nodded. "You''re the head of these unholy spawns. Come back to the Holy Church with me to face your judgment and dissolve your me Dragon Lord church. That way, your believers won''t have to die."
"What makes you think I''d go back with you? Besides, are you saying no other churches are allowed aside from yours?" Wilbur asked coldly.
Michael smiled. "Your church members are all unholy spawns because you harmed members of the Church of Holy Illuminati, and thus you must all face judgment."
"That''s hrious," Wilbur mocked.
Michael''s expression shifted at once. He spun the ring on his finger, and a ming cross sword appeared in his grasp.
The temperature in the cer rose at an rming rate.
Wilbur let out a cry, lighting up with spirit mes. He darted over to Michael and swung a fist at Michael''s face while grabbing Tyrone with his other hand.
Michael quickly got up and swung his sword down on Wilbur.
Wilbur ducked from the attack, grabbing a now-unconscious Tyrone.
An explosion rang through the air as Michael''s sword brushed past Wilbur''s body. The cer exploded, kicking up a storm of dirt and debris and leaving everything charred in its wake.
Michaelunched a second attack into the cloud of dust and smoke.
At the same time, nine balls of lightning rose from the debris.
"Thunder Bombs?" Michael called out loudly, swinging his burning cross sword at the balls of lightning.
Wilbur broke through the roof, leaping into the air with Tyrone in his hand.
Michael destroyed the Thunder Bombs with his sword, following closely behind them.
Both partiesnded on the porch above, and Michael swung his sword at Wilbur
once more.
mes shot out of the sword, making even the airbust.
These mes were not regr mes. They had the attribute to raze everything to the ground and a terrifying destructive ability that even Wilbur did not dare to go against head-on.
The sight of the mes about to swallow Wilbur and Tyrone put a victorious smile on Michael''s face.
He thumbed the ring on his finger.
He had borrowed one of the church''s precious divine weapons just to destroy Wilbur, called the Ring of Fire.
The ring was said to have been forged out of the mes straight from the pce of the Lord of Holy Illuminati. Thus, it had the power to burn everything and anything to ashes.
Everything within the mortal realm was powerless when met with the Ring of Fire.
The mes faded, but Michael''s smile froze on his face.
All that could be seen was Wilbur and Tyrone standing in the middle of a
brilliantly-colored glow,pletely immune to the holy mes.
Amidst a fit of rage, Wilbur brought the sword down once more.
A razor-sharp de of mes came whistling over onto this glow.
Yet somehow, these holy mes could not do a thing to this pale glow.
A minuteter, the effects of the Dragon''s Safehaven wore off.
Wilbur cast another round of Thunder Bombs as soon as he could move, and nine balls of lightning hurtled toward Michael.
Wilbur leaped into the air with Michael in tow, disappearing from sight.
Michael was enraged, slicing through all the Thunder Bombs in one furious sweep
as he glowered in the direction Wilbur wasst seen.
The next second, two holy warriors appeared with Gary and hurried over.