Throne of Magical Arcana
"A falling star has brought the chaos. The throne of fate has lost its master. The nonbeliever who walks in light and darkness will make his debut." In this magic world, knowledge is power.
The Joint Effort
Translator: Kris_Liu Editor: Vermillion
Holding the Sun Scepter in his hand, Sard expanded the divine power circles and let them fully cover the city. By doing this, Sard actually brought the battle field into another dimension, in order to avoid the horrible destruction of the city that could be expected from such a battle.
Then, Sard answered in a slow pace, "Someone’s handling the troubles there for me. No worries."
"There’s only one person who can deal with it." Tiphotidis surrounded itself with a fiend circle and blocked the divine power circles from affecting it without much effort, "You worked with the grand arcanist, Yaroran Hathaway?! How dare you! You helped her come back from the secret dimension?!"
"Well… There is no everlasting friend, and no everlasting enemy." Sard smiled.
Looking around, Tiphotidis saw no other cardinals present, not to mention the pope.