126. The Tomb's Guardian -4 (Part One)

Loud noises rocked the interior of the temple as black smokes gushed out from the descending meteor. The humongous piece of astral rock emitted an ominous crimson hue as it tore through the ripped-open space in order to descend below.

Even if it was Metatron boasting a large frame around twenty metres tall, it looked shabby and insignificant compared to the falling meteor.

Metatron's glowing eye grew wider.

This was a magic spell?

How could a measly little human use such a power?!

Metatron urgently turned its body around after changing its target to the meteor. If that gigantic rock fell, then the resulting shockwave would definitely obliterate Holy Emperor Ordin's tomb.

'Can it be stopped in the first place?'

Metatron further compressed the already-condensed lump of divinity floating between its hands.

'No, the concept of impossibility does not exist for an archangel!'

The legendary combat treasure crafted by over twelve thousand members of the clergy... the archangel.