On the Brink of Death

Only ten seconds had elapsed, but Kui was already filled with admiration.

An Lin was still yelling with elation, as if the more lightning fell upon him, the more satisfied he felt.

An expression of confusion appeared on Kui's face. Could it be that the lightning felt good if one was to stand under it without offering any resistance?

He decided to test out this theory. He relinquished his defenses as he stuck his head out.

Boom!

Countless bolts of terrifying lightning instantly struck his head, sending an excruciating tearing sensation running through his entire body.

"Moo… !" Kui yelled out in pain before hurtling back.

It was only for less than a second, yet there was already white smoke rising from a ghastly burn on his head.

It was the same old pain and the same old scent of burnt flesh and fur. This divine lightning was just as terrifying as ever!