The Ending War 1

"Boom!!"

"Boom!!"

Electric Dance Silver Serpent—plasma as thick as an arm, like twisted white silk, rained down recklessly.

As if it were Judgment from hell, the vast battlefield was shrouded in a silver web of electricity.

With Lin An's Mental Strength locking onto his targets, every bolt of lightning spanning the sky slammed down onto the Awakeners' heads with pinpoint accuracy.

They had no time to let out a single scream.

As the fastest form of attack, whether among skills or in nature itself, no one could escape.

The highly compressed plasma erupted with temperatures exceeding seventeen thousand degrees, scorching the air.

The rich scent of cooked meat quickly spread, mixed with the charred smell of ionized gas.

Pinpoint elimination.

Every time Lin An Flashed to the side of a Will-Type Awakener, he brought with him deathly bombardment.

It wasn't that they didn't want to stop Lin An. But before teleportation, any Awakeners who attempted to intercept him would finally form a siege, only to discover that Lin An had effortlessly Flashed away again the next second.

By this point, the Awakeners across the entire battlefield finally realized in despair:

Andrew had been right.

With just his Flash skill, Lin An could lead them around by the nose like dogs.

Unless they sealed off the space in advance, they would forever be left with nothing but a beating.

They had vastly underestimated the qualitative change brought about by combining Flash with Lin An's strength.

"How many more times can he teleport!?"

"Wasn't it said that spatial skills consumed a huge amount of energy!?"

Grinding his teeth.

A tall man who had just led a squad of Awakeners to Lin An's side watched the figure Flash away again, looking close to collapse.

Every member of the squad he led had mastered