Whoosh! Zeng Mu rose to his feet, purple light bursting from every part of his body and illuminating the entire room. Even Kanni's face was clearly visible as he slept reclined against the back of his chair. At the same time, a faint crackling echoed through the room.
"This..." Zeng Mu excitedly raised his slightly trembling hand. Purple light swam across his palm, flickering like electrical arcs. "This power..."
He swept his hand toward the window. With a sharp whistle, the window shattered, and a purple arc pierced the darkness in an instant, lighting up a tall pine dozens of meters away and leaving a black hole two meters across in its trunk. Beneath the increasingly clear moonlight, wisps of thin cloud could faintly be seen rising through the gaps between its treetop branches into the night sky.
"Lightning force." Zeng Mu withdrew his gaze and looked down at his turning hand, seemingly marveling at this unreal power.
Back in his own world, he had memorized the saying about the seven great elements: metal and earth were steadfast, wind and wood had wondrous uses, water suits all things, and thunder and fire reign supreme.
There was no other reason for it. The very existence of an Elementalist was a symbol of power, so fire force and lightning force, renowned for their offensive might, naturally received the greatest admiration. Lightning elemental power itself was a pure embodiment of strength.
As far as he remembered, only the dean of the Element Academy had possessed this lightning force. He had been a powerful Elementalist who commanded six elemental marks, and his lightning elemental power had only appeared with the sixth. That was only natural. After all, the strongest power would also be the hardest to obtain. Back then, Zeng Mu had felt nothing