This was what real lightning should look like.
As that thought took shape in Yas's mind, the hair-thin arc of black-and-red electricity in his palm began evolving rapidly, as though it had received a divine decree!
It was no longer a supple arc of electricity. It began extending outward, lengthening and straightening!
Countless finer black-and-red arcs surged from Yas's palm, like the most skillful craftsmen, constantly sculpting and filling out that straight "core."
Sizzle...
Amid a series of energy-compression sounds so faint they were almost inaudible, a lightning spear about two meters long appeared out of thin air in Yas's hand! Its entire body was a pure darkness that seemed capable of absorbing all light, its shaft wound with eerie, blood-red patterns like veins, its tip gleaming with a cold glint of utter destruction!
It hovered quietly above Yas's palm, without any energy fluctuations or effects of light and sound.
Yet the space around it visibly warped like rippling water, unable to withstand the very "concept" it contained!
This was no longer a mere mass of energy.
This was his own "Divine Armament," forcibly created with his qualitatively transformed, steel-tough "Conqueror's will" as its bones and the supremely pure "essence of Black Lightning" as its flesh!
"Not bad."
Yas hefted the lightning spear in his hand with satisfaction.
It weighed almost nothing, yet Yas could feel the terrifying power within it, enough to pierce straight through a star with ease.
"I'll call you 'Divine Punishment·Thunder Spear.'"
Yas casually named his new move, then raised his head, his Ice Blue eyes locking onto the ancient thunderclouds roaring furiously overhead.
Those thunderclouds covered a stretch of sea over a hundred kilometers across and were more than ten thousand meters thick. The natural lightning energy they contained was enough to reduce ten Marine