The next second, Wilbur let out a sneer. He shot out towards Michael, swinging another Chaotic Dissection toward Michael's waist. Michael roared furiously, brandishing the Blade of the Rising Sun before bringing it down on Wilbur. Wilbur made a sharp turn. The halberd spun in the air, hurtling toward Michael's shoulder. Michael sent his sword out horizontally, forcing Wilbur to retreat. An explosion rang through the air as it combusted, releasing rampant spirit energy everywhere and bringing about strong, fierce winds. Michael eyed Wilbur coldly. "You're destined to lose. Just surrender while you still can." "Oh, really? I don't think so." Wilbur let out a soft cry, and a spiritual crown appeared above his head. The crown glittered brilliantly, runes flowing all over it and radiating a terrifying spiritual pressure. "Emperor level?" A look of incomparable shock appeared on Michael's face. The Emperor level was miles ahead of the Sanctuary level, to a point where i
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