No one could defeat a Water Mage on a rainy day.
Although that claim was somewhat exaggerated, it certainly had some truth to it.
Harnessing the forces of nature.
Was enough to amplify a Mage's strength a hundredfold, even a thousandfold.
And the one wielding that power was Serie, one of the most powerful Mages in this world.
If she unleashed her full power.
In his eyes, utterly destroying this entire region would be effortless.
"Not bad. Not bad at all."
Watching the staggering torrent come crashing down, Lin Luo smiled.
At that instant.
The destructive power of Serie's magic had skyrocketed.
Had her opponent been anyone else.
Even someone considerably stronger than her would have been no match for Serie at that moment.
Unfortunately.
Her opponent was Lin Luo.
Although their battle had been earth-shaking from the very beginning.
Lin Luo had never once used his full strength.
Hum!
Lin Luo raised one hand slightly, and amid a dazzling radiance, a Golden Sword appeared in his grasp.
Facing the surging waves, he gave it a gentle swing, unleashing an incomparably brilliant light.
White Horse's Ten Thousand Swords
In an instant, before everyone's eyes, the terrifying waves sweeping across heaven and earth began visibly evaporating.
The whole world seemed to become an enormous steamer, and even the surrounding flowers, grass, and trees began rapidly withering.
Then.
Streaks of golden light shot into the clouds, like thousands upon thousands of sword beams plunging into the waves.
Without a sound.
The monstrous waves sweeping across heaven and earth like an apocalyptic flood were forcibly evaporated as though they were mere grains of sand, vanishing without a trace.
Chapter 684: The Breath of Death
Throughout heaven and earth.
Everyone was stunned.
Not just Rias and the others.
But especially Serie, his opponent.
The