Chapter 122: Blade of the Heart (1/4)

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The thunder's majesty linked heaven and earth, and instantly pierced through Weyges's body; the iron sword he held aloft turned red-hot in a flash and then fractured and bent.

The exploding plasma and shockwave pushed Ian back several steps, and the writhing, continuous cyan-blue electric arcs in the air, like ripples in water, were a manifestation of Sigh Cliff's Spirit Energy Field constantly absorbing the surrounding electrical energy.

To be honest, Ian never really believed his plan had much chance of success—would anyone actually wear a metal armored clothing and hold a metal sword atop a cliff over a thousand meters high, fighting in the storm clouds during a thunderstorm?

No matter how he thought about it, it seemed ludicrous. Generally speaking, no sane person would think this plan could succeed, right?

But it did succeed, and he was just as surprised as when he once set a bunch of traps for his uncle and the man got knocked down before he even reached the first one.