Merlin stretched out his hand. The four feathers spun, blasting out the spirit energy with a loud explosion.
The three attacks collided with the spinning feathers, forming a destructive wave of power.
BANG!
All the Spiritual Weapons flew out in different directions, including Merlin's four feathers.
Merlin furrowed his brows, very upset by this result.
“It seems like it is too soon to clash with these Masters of Spirits.”
Feathers flew out, still intact. But as for the three Masters of Spirits' weapons, that spear was destroyed; the sword and ax were slightly nicked.
“How is that possible?! My Spiritual Weapon…” The spear-user Master of Spirits looked at his shattered weapon with painful eyes.
Although this spear was a low-level Spiritual Weapon, it was almost as strong as a high-level item. It would be impossible to easily destroy it like this, even if it directly clashed with a high-level Spiritual Weapon.