The Avalanche in Alps Mountain 

At the Holy Palace in Holy City, Penal Angel Fahl spread her wings. Her wings were on her back, and they gave off an imposing aura. Meanwhile, Mu Ningxue, who was standing on the lengthy staircase in Holy City, appeared tiny.

Penal Angel Fahl had tanned skin that resembled a black pearl. She had golden irises, and they gave off an air of arrogance. She slowly raised her right hand and clenched her fist in the air. She looked as if she was grabbing something before she flung it with all her might. 

The next moment, a razor-sharp and narrow light chain was shot toward Mu Ningxue. The Wind Swastika formation under her feet was shattered. She was about to step into the Holy Palace but slid backward far away.

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