
A group of students felt a wave of numbness throughout their bodies!
Battlemage had always been their protector in their eyes. They are symbols of justice and strength.
However, the Battlemage they encountered today could be called a Devil!
They showed no signs of empathy. The two girls from the Pearl Institute were considered as the future pillars of the nation. Even if they had different identities, they were still two living humans. Just like many people, they believed that they could always trust Battlemage.
Their lives were lost in the blink of an eye. The eyes of the two close friends were still wide open. They had survived the extreme training of the remote city. They even thought of enjoying a warm bath when they got home. Unfortunately, they had stumbled onto a group of demons wearing Battlemage uniforms, which had forced them to bid farewell to the world!
"It's a storm cloud, watch out!"
Someone among the group shouted, which prompted the group to glance up. They saw giant storm clouds appear in the sky above them.
A series of lightning flashes within the storm clouds. Their speed was not as fast as Lightning Mo Fan, but he somehow sensed an overwhelming Lightning energy rumbling within the clouds.
“This is the third level Thunderbolt! Avoid it quickly!” Mo Fan screamed.
After his shout, a loud clap of thunder resounded in the clear sky.
The sky was already bright enough, but the moment the lightning struck down, it further illuminated the surroundings!
A swift arc of lightning struck Zhao Manting's head mercilessly.
Zhao Manting used his fastest speed to take out the Sacred Shield Protection. The shield of golden light was called to protect itself.
Another lightning arc descended from the sky. This time, it targeted Zheng Bingxiao, who was already heavily injured. There was no way he could defend himself in his current state.
The eyes on his charred face opened wide. He could see a lightning arc falling right into him.
A BANG!
Zheng Bingxiao, who had just survived his previous injury, instantly turned into a red rain. It is impossible to distinguish between flesh and blood.
It splattered onto Zhao Manting's body, which was standing right beside him. His eyes opened wide as they were filled with fear for the first time.
Did the bloody mess on his face, his clothes, and under his feet all belong to Zheng Bingxiao?
One night ago, Zhao Manting was still quite impressed by Zheng Bingxiao when he summoned his Giant Earth Merging Golem. However, he had now turned into a bloody mess.
The lightning arc continued to descend onto the group of students with increasing speed. Most likely because the two Lightning Magicians took out Thunderbolt simultaneously.
The lightning bolt wildly attacked the group of students continuously.
Most students have some equipment that can protect themselves for a moment. However, the strength of a third-rate Thunderbolt was too overbearing for them to handle. Finally, the Lightning Strike began to shatter their defensive equipment into pieces!
“Please, someone!AH!!”
The lightning arc struck Xu Dalong's arm. His huge body shattered instantly, just like Zheng Bingxiao.
Blood rain poured down on the group. They rained down on Lu Zhenghe, who was already completely covered in fresh blood.
His whole body was trembling. He did not even have the courage to look at Lu Nian's face.
Lu Nian had always been Lu Zhenghe's close brother. Her brother was very attentive to her. He will always find a way to get the things he wants. Ever since Lu Zhenghe lost his father in his early years, he had seen his brother Lu Nian as half-father.
However, he had never expected his brother to be such a crazy assassin.
Lu Nian had asked him to leave a signal along their journey. He told him that he was on a critical mission, so Lu Zhenghe agreed without hesitation. He had left a signal along their journey so Lu Nian could track them down.
To his surprise, his brother was here to slaughter them all!
Is he still the brother he knows?
“Stupid. What are you waiting for? Do you want to die with them too?” Commander Lu shouted.
Lu Zhenghe was scared to death, especially when he saw his friends dying beside him.
Although he did not believe that his brother was an assassin, he subconsciously obeyed the orders given by the man who had raised him. He believed that he would not hurt his own sister.
Lu Zhenghe turned around and glanced at Mu Ningxue. He planned to take her with him.
However, a fierce lightning strike struck the ground beside him, as the others targeted Mu Ningxue. Lu Zhenghe hesitated when he saw Bai Tingting fall to the ground after losing his defensive equipment.
“Come here soon!” snapped Lu Nian.
The roar was like an order to Lu Zhenghe. He finally turned around and dashed towards Battleimage.
He clearly knew that he would be slaughtered like his friends if he did not start running.
“Try to escape? I'll drag you with us because we'll all die!” Mo Fan was furious. He finished casting Lightning Strike in an instant.
From the middle of the lightning arc, Mo Fan directed his Lightning Attack at the fleeing Lu Zhenghe. It was significantly thicker than a normal third level Lightning Strike. The deep purple arc quickly crossed the ground and reached Lu Zhenghe's feet.
Lu Zhenghe did not see it as a threat. How could an insignificant elementary-level Lightning Strike possibly harm him?
However, when a thick arc of lightning crawled into his body like a crackling python, the effect of his paralysis was twice that of an ordinary Lightning Strike. It really locked him away, making him distrustful.
Even if Mo Fan had a Spirit-level Lightning Seed, it was impossible for a Basic-level Lightning Attack to have such power.
Lu Zhenghe could not move at all. He stared helplessly at his brother Lu Nian with a pale face, hoping he would come and save him.
Unfortunately, others are faster.
Mu Nujiao had finished taking out his Plant Magic. His vines quickly snared Lu Zhenghe's legs while he was still paralyzed by Lightning Mo Fan.
The vines instantly dragged Lu Zhenghe back, slamming right into Mo Fan's body, which was engulfed in flames.
Mo Fan had completely turned into a blazing demon. He angrily grabbed Lu Zhenghe by the neck. The anger in his eyes almost exploded.
“Bags, ask your people to stop the attack. Otherwise, I will burn him to death alive!” The flames on Mo Fan's body became even stronger, as if they were going to attack Lu Zhenghe in the next second.