Chapter 1372
Michael sneered, pulling out the cross-shaped greatsword hanging at his waist.
In an instant, it seemed as though a sun had appeared, casting a blinding light that made people's eyes ache. Wilbur squinted as he looked at the cross-shaped greatsword.
A golden radiance adorned the large sword, so dense that it obscured the details of the blade. However, the vast power emanating from it caused a mournful hum to echo across the entire grassland.
"Another divine weapon! The heritage of the Holy Illuminati is truly enviable," Wilbur commented with a sigh.
Michael snorted coldly, saying, "You have a good eye. This is the Sword of Judgment, a divine weapon imbued with the great divine power of the Lord of the Holy Illuminati. No one can survive under the judgment of this sword."
"Oh, is that so? Then why haven't you made a move yet?" Wilbur smiled.
Michael's gaze darkened, and he declared, "You're way too arrogant! Accept the judgment of my lord."
As he spoke, Michael raised t

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