"Then tell me. What have I done that you consider blasphemy?"
"Xilos was the Clan Leader of the Elf race, yet she turned her back on the entire Shadow World. How dare you call me a blasphemer for fleeing in the face of battle? Wasn't that a grave crime?!"
The old man narrowed his eyes. Hearing Tanamo's accusation, he lost his composure for a moment and demanded sharply from midair.
"Do you dare say you didn't tamper with the Spirit Vein? That you didn't lay all those plans in Twilight Abyss? Or do you think the Seven-Petaled Polo Sha bloomed at the time the prophecy foretold?"
Tanamo stared straight into the old man's eyes, her voice growing colder with every word.
"Tanamo!!"
Before Xikete could react, the old man's furious shout rang out. A streak of crimson lightning shot from his fingertip and instantly cleaved through the dragon energy gathered around Xikete.
Under countless trembling gazes, a tiny thread of light appeared before Tanamo—and kept expanding!!!
The lightning began as a strand finer than a hair. In the blink of an eye, it became a storm that seemed ready to sweep across the entire world. Thunderclouds massed overhead, and roaring thunder carried countless fierce bolts that forcibly scattered the powerful dragon energy surrounding Xikete.
"No... no... If that strike really comes down..."
"He means to kill us. That strike is far more powerful than the last one..."
The people sheltering behind Xikete and Tanamo had only just managed to gather their strength. The instant it touched the crimson lightning, it was torn to shreds without mercy. Even the lingering force left many of those who had tried to resist the strike gravely injured.
"Clan Leader Tanamo!"
Xikete's eyes nearly split with strain. Blood ran from his nose and mouth, and