Crackling, crackling, crackling, crackling.
Dense lightning bolts streaked past at every conceivable angle, like falling rain.
The lightning was strange. When it struck the ground, it caused none of the destruction one might expect—not even a single mark was left behind. Anyone seeing such a sight for the first time would surely have doubts, perhaps even mistakenly believing the lightning had no power at all.
As for [Annihilation Thunder] Chuback, he had probably reached this place back then, only to turn back when he ran out of strength.
His blue eyes gazed into the distance.
The bolts fell with incredible frequency.
They also exerted a peculiar attraction on one another, creating an effect greater than the sum of their parts.
In the brief time since his arrival, the Frost Sorcerer had witnessed more than a dozen terrifying instances of three bolts merging, and even four merging.
According to [Annihilation Thunder] Chuback, besides the occasional Annihilation Thunder that struck at random in the depths of the sea, the most terrifying thing here was the combined strike of five or more bolts. Even with Chuback's powerful command of Thunder Power, he had turned and hurried away after witnessing the might of a six-bolt strike.
Chuback had been injured because he had been unlucky enough to get hit by a five-bolt strike.
By his estimate, he would likely have only a slim chance of surviving a six-bolt strike.
Gradually, the Frost Sorcerer seemed to make out a hazy scene deep within the sea. The terrain there was clearly unlike the surroundings, and it did not appear to be naturally formed. Traces of human handiwork were mixed in.
"Is that the ancient ruin he spoke of?"
He took a deep breath.
The Frost Giant resolutely stepped into the dense, rain-like lightning ahead.
Within seconds,