A menacing ray of black icy fire surged forth from the dragon’s gaping maw, its sinister tendrils reaching out and wrapping around everything in its path. The flames, as black as the depths of the abyss, flickered with an otherworldly glow, casting an eerie light on the ghostly man as he was completely engulfed. The whirlwind of destruction consumed him in a vortex of terror, seemingly erasing him from existence.
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As the flames collided with the crackling lightning, the battlefield transformed into a tempestuous maelstrom of raw energy. The air crackled with an electric charge, tinged with the scent of burning ozone. The deafening roars of the flames mingled with the thunderous crackles of the lightning, creating a symphony of destruction that echoed through the souls of those who bore witness to the chaos.
In the midst of this tumultuous battle, time became distorted, warping and twisting like the very elements that clashed. Two of the four experts fell within secon6des their bodies disintegrating in a burst of sparks and ashes. Yet, Liang and Brita, undeterred by the devastation that surrounded them,Their eyes shone with a fierce resolve as they locked gazes with the lightning user, ready to face whatever horrors awaited them.
With an agility born of years of training and battle, Brita materialized in front of the lightning man, her lance cutting through the air like a silver streak. The weapon was an extension of her very being, an embodiment of her true runes and soul. She unleashed a strike with the precision of a master, her aim honed with deadly accuracy, targeting the man’s exposed neck .
The fierce intensity of her attack was matched only by the icy flames that erupted from the maw of the ice and fire dragon, converging on their common enemy with a ferocity that threatened to engulf him in an infernal blaze.
"Bastards!" the man roared defiantly, a mixture of rage and desperation painting his face.
Infuriated and fueled by desperation, the lightning user let out another guttural roar that reverberated through the battlefield, an echo of his waning resolve. In a desperate bid to survive, he willingly his blood essence with q forbidden incantation. The surge of power that coursed through his veins propelled him to the brink of annihilation, granting him an unprecedented strength. His aura blazed with an intensity that matched the sun, transcending the limits of the middle stage of the Void Transformation Realm, his power reaching its zenith.
Frantically, he weaved intricate hand seals, his fingers moving with lightning speed as he recited ancient incantations. The raw energy coursing through him manifested, transforming his body into a conduit for the very essence of lightning. He grew in size, his limbs extending and crackling with electric current, until he towered above all, a formidable lightning giant that radiated power.
With a hand that dwarfed mountains, the lightning giant effortlessly grasped the incoming lance, its crackling grip denting the metal with an indomitable force. Simultaneously, his other hand formed an impenetrable shield of solid lightning, a barrier that crackled with unrestrained energy, warding off the onslaught of the icy black flames. The clash of elemental forces illuminated the battlefield, casting an ethereal glow upon the titanic struggle that unfolded.
Suddenly, from the heavens above, a massive war runic hammer descended, seemingly summoned by the very gods themselves. The hammer, adorned with ancient runes that glowed with a celestial light, seemed to materialize from the yellow arrays that formed in the sky. Its descent was swift and purposeful, aimed directly at the lightning giant, guided by the mystical power of the runes it bore. With a thunderous impact, the hammer struck the shield, sending shockwaves rippling through the battlefield, threatening to shatter the barriers of reality itself.
The lightning giant staggered under the force of the blow, his grip on the lance weakening. Brita seized the opportunity, channeling all her remaining strength and willpower into one final strike. She summoned the full force of her true runes, infusing the lance with a blinding light that seemed to cleave through the very fabric of reality. With a mighty thrust, she drove the lance through the cracks in the shield, piercing the heart of the lightning giant.
"Backstopping rats! This isn’t the end! I will make sure you regret your existence!" The lighting man cursed, his words filled with hostility.
A deafening roar echoed through the battlefield as the lightning giant convulsed, its form wracked with searing bolts of electricity. The intense power surging through the giant’s body became uncontrollable, unleashing a cataclysmic explosion of lightning that sent shockwaves rippling through the ground, shaking the very foundations of the earth.
The explosion tore through everything in its path, obliterating the surrounding landscape and reducing it to a smoldering wasteland. The force of the blast sent Liang, Brita and Zhang Wei hurtling through the air, their bodies battered and wounded.
As the dust settled and the echoes of the explosion faded, a haunting silence descended upon the battlefield. It was then that a series of clapping sounds broke through the stillness, resonating across the charred landscape. The three warriors, their gazes filled with equal parts curiosity and caution, turned their attention towards the source of the applause.
Hovering in the sky above them, a woman adorned in ethereal garments commanded attention. Her flowing robes were infused with celestial hues, shifting and shimmering like the very auroras that adorned the heavens. Her hair, cascading down in waves of vibrant violet, seemed to emit an otherworldly glow that accentuated her elegant features.
Vibrant hues of elemental energy began swirling and dancing around her form, as if the very elements of nature were inextricably linked to her being.
Wisps of ethereal white seemed to radiate from her very core. They shimmered and twinkled like twinkling stars in the night sky, emanating a sense of ethereal mystery.
Each elemental hue flowing around her represented raw forces of nature, bidding allegiance to her every whim. It was as though she personified the intertwined essence of the elements themselves, a harmonious embodiment of their majestic power.
But it was her laughter that sent chills down their spines—a mocking laugh that echoed through the twisted remnants of the battlefield.
"What a wonderful show," she proclaimed with a hint of sadistic delight. "I must admit, I really enjoyed it."