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With one target taken care off, Baiyi turned his attention to the other, the Demigod Knight, who was still locked in a heated battle with the Divine Warriors. Their battle had reached its climax, where weapons encased in gold moved through the air as gracefully as ripples did, trying to strike their targets. They were like golden lotus flowers blooming in a terrible sandstorm.

The battle had caused irreparable damage to the earth, and the area around them had sunk, forming a deep crater. If one were to look at the surrounding from up top, they would think that the ground had been struck with a forbidden spell.