"Great Heavenly Thunderstorm!!!!"
BOOOOM!!!!!!
The instant Morax's shield burst, an enormous bolt of lightning plunged from the sky.
The Yakshas, already prepared, immediately pulled away from Morax.
The tremendous thunderstorm lit the dark surroundings as brightly as day.
Everyone squinted toward it and saw Morax holding a spear, a smile on his lips as he withstood the thunderstorm.
BOOM!!!!
With a sweep of his spear, he utterly dispersed the thunderstorm, while Bosacius spun several times in midair before landing easily.
"Your strength deserves praise. That combination attack just now was enough to cripple an Upper Demon God."
Spear in hand, Morax pointed at the five Yakshas and praised them without reservation.
His smile alone showed just how pleased he was with the strength of these five Yakshas.
But the Adepti and Ganyu were deeply shaken by his words, their eyes widening as they stared at the five Yakshas.
That attack could actually cripple an Upper Demon God!?
Wouldn't an ordinary Demon God have been reduced straight to dust!!?
Were these five really that strong?
"You flatter us, my lord," Bosacius said respectfully, clasping his four hands in salute.
"Next, it is my turn to attack."
With those words, Morax vanished on the spot.
The Yakshas immediately tensed, frantically searching for any sign of Morax.
While the other four Yakshas were still searching in a panic, Bosacius struck first, charging toward a spot in midair.
BOOM!!!
A tremor rippled through the air.
Bosacius's arrival interrupted Morax's attack.
Morax had intended to take out Menogias, who was closest, first, but Bosacius charged in midway, forcing him to turn his spear on Bosacius instead.
Lightning coated all four of Bosacius's hands as he unleashed a furious barrage of punches as swift as a torrential downpour.
Morax spun his spear, blocking every blow, then