Lin Mo looked at Kael, his expression serious.
"Teacher, I understand your thirst for knowledge, but safety comes first."
"Put a few shields on yourself first. What if that last bolt had hit you?"
Kael paused, finding that very reasonable.
Indeed, he had only been lucky just now. If it had struck him, wouldn't he have returned to the embrace of the God of Holy Light on the spot?
He nodded and solemnly began chanting his spells.
"Holy Protection!"
"Holy Word Barrier!"
"Holy Light Barrier!"
One sacred shield after another, radiating soft white light, appeared around him, wrapping his entire body up like a giant glowing egg.
Only after finishing all this did Kael feel safe enough to raise his staff high again and begin another round of prayers and incantations.
Seeing this, Lin Mo grabbed Zhao Gang without another word, turned, and ran, retreating beneath the eaves over a hundred meters away.
What a joke. Standing in a thunderstorm beside a "lightning rod" that held up a metal staff and chanted to attract lightning-did they have a death wish?
The commotion also drew quite a few soldiers from the base, who peered over from a safe distance to watch curiously.
Rumble-!!!
A bolt of lightning thicker than any before seemed to be drawn by the magical fluctuations around Kael. It tore through the sky and struck straight down!
Dazzling white light swallowed everything in an instant!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The shields around Kael flared brilliantly. Like glass struck by a sledgehammer, they held for less than a second before bursting apart one after another!
The instant the final shield shattered, the electric current slammed squarely into Kael.
"Aah-!"
An inhuman scream rang out.
Kael was charred black from head to toe, every hair standing on end. Like a broken