In this incomprehensible aerial juggling act, the Sword of Destiny failed to even hit a feather.
Passing by, Dakmoris detonated a mushroom cloud-like magma fountain in the lush pine forest, the blazing flames illuminating the sky.
Ingricheba broke out in a cold sweat.
Though the strength of the song power cannot determine one's level, it is not entirely useless; at least the range of the war song is entirely distinguished by the strength of the song power! The Overseer of the Netherworld never anticipated that the Swan High Priest could, by some devilish method, suddenly amplify their own song power to possess war song spirits, amplifying it to a level where even the legendary sword's range was surpassed!
It's like witnessing a hen turning into a duck with a blink of an eye!
