Boom!!
The fearsome eruption of blood-colored lightning rippled across the battlefield, shaking heaven and earth alike. Tens of thousands turned their heads toward the source—where a massive storm of crimson lightning spiraled upward, flooding the sky with its dreadful glow.
A wave of silence passed through the warring armies.
Some faces turned grim with dread. Others lit with desperate hope. But every soul understood what they were witnessing.
The cause of that devastation.
The epicenter of this war...
was none other than the Blood Lightning Monster.
The strongest fourth-stage being in history.
The one who had done the impossible.
The sea of crimson lightning shifted, its radiance consumed by a sudden surge of white smoke that spread like mist across the land.
Ohm!!
Everyone who knew the Blood Lightning Monster understood what this meant.
He had invoked his Dreamscape.
