Before Gi-Gyu had shattered Kronos’ time-space and escaped, divine energy light beams were raining down on the Colosseum. The light beams didn’t simply destroy their targets—they obliterated them. And if they missed their targets, they hit the ground, creating massive craters. The numerous craters made it seem like the ground itself was disappearing.

Gi-Gyu’s creatures dodged them as best as they could, aware that a single hit meant death. So far, they had been successful in evading the beams, but they were reaching their limits. Since they were light beams, they didn’t get to think about their evasion approach. They had to move based on their instincts.

The problem was that not all had such a developed instinct and reflex.

El screamed, “Hamiel! Michael!”

The two angels were barely surviving. One of the beams had grazed both of them.

Hamiel replied calmly, “I’m okay.”

But it appeared that Michael was injured badly. He groaned, but the wound on his arm healed instantly. El watched him with a flinch, having mixed feelings about how quickly Michael could heal himself. But she wasn’t upset with what she had seen.

‘He is becoming stronger.’ El realized Michael was actually absorbing divine energy from the beams to become more powerful.

‘Is it because his body originally...