Living With My Lady Boss by Blue Silver

Chapter 1325

"Your foolish low life! Do you know how the Church of Holy Illuminati has been able to stand strong for thousands of years?"

Wilbur narrowed his gaze coldly at Michael.

Michael continued to scream wildly. "It is precisely the long, deep history of our church that has allowed us to collect so much power! Low lives like you can hardly even imagine the power our weapons and treasures hold. Did you think you'd be able to defeat me just because you're at the Emperor level?"

Wilbur furrowed his brows, gripping the historical halberd.

Michael was currently completely engulfed in flames. He looked like the god of fire descended, lighting up the heavens with a blazing red glow.

This glow was even powerful enough to withstand Wilbur's domain.

It had to be said that the power of these divine weapons was indeed terrifying. They were capable of helping a cultivator of the Super Sanctuary level hold up against someone at the Emperor level.

The power of the Church of Holy Illuminati was definitely respectable as well.

Michael slowly began to make his way over to Wilbur, still engulfed in the flames as he shouted, "The power of our divine weapons can make up for what we lack in skills! Don't even think of getting smug just because you're at the Emperor level, you low life."

waved the Blade of the Rising Sun before bringing it

attack. The space next to him shone with fine cracks,

All your powers are useless in the face of the divine weapons!" Michael roared, swinging

to pick up

air as the

fell off at

were the limit, but now it seemed like Michael's were

Wilbur seemed to only be able to defend and duck with no chance

to lose, despite his

he hovered in mid-air, brandishing the Blade of the Rising Sun.

church militia knights gained a great deal of confidence at the sight as well. They roared angrily at the Flame Dragon Lord Church militia, launching

you can do for someone at the Emperor level? Doesn't

Michael swung the Blade of the Rising Sun. Coupled with the Fabric of Torment, the entire sky seemed to be enveloped in flames, the stench of burning filling everyone's

as such a powerful form of armor that Wilbur could not

swinging the Blade of the Rising Sun at Wilbur again and again in

to duck from the attacks. "You're merely borrowing the power of your divine weapon. It's not