Crackle!
Sharp, dense thunder rang out.
It enveloped nearly a hundred meters around him, turning the area into a sea of raging lightning.
The harsh, high-frequency thunder
even made the soldiers watching from afar cover their ears and shut their eyes.
They felt waves of pain in their ears, along with a damp sensation. Their ears were bleeding...
The walls separating the castle grounds from the outside had all been blasted apart.
The battle had even drawn the attention of many people in the wealthy district.
Some screamed in terror, some turned and ran, and others stood rooted to the spot, mouths hanging open as they stared in shock at the ocean of lightning.
The attackers' hearts pounded even harder.
They knew the two people engulfed in lightning were unlikely to survive.
Without the slightest further hesitation, they took out spatial Teleportation Scrolls, tore them apart, and vanished.
The violent lightning lasted a minute before gradually dying out.
Xiluo's dragon body emerged.
The Thunder Spear in his claw also disappeared after releasing its lightning.
The Paladin and Holy Warrior caught in the lightning had both been reduced to piles of finely crumbled charcoal.
A gentle breeze passed, and the charcoal rustled faintly, drifting away on the wind and slowly dispersing.
Xiluo glanced around.
The ground was riddled with craters.
The attackers had all disappeared, while the elemental creatures wandered nearby, having lost their targets.
No one dared come within a hundred meters of him.
In the distance stood a mere dozen or so soldiers, their faces filled with awe and reverence.
Xiluo's battle with the attackers had not lasted long.
Only a few minutes.
As a result, reinforcements had yet to arrive.
"Those fellows all escaped using spatial scrolls...
"They were decisive enough once they realized they had no chance