The incessant lightning struck down the clustered mutant bug fiends.
The flickering glow made the dark valley bottom as bright as daylight.
The rising and falling roars were drowned out by the thundering sound of lightning shattering the air.
Leaping off the cliff, Matthew's body soared, pinpointing his next landing spot, effortlessly crossing dozens of meters.
Occasionally, some mutant bug fiends changed direction, pursuing Matthew.
Though they couldn't withstand the flashing thunder, their dense numbers were still daunting.
Matthew noticed their ease in climbing the rock walls and intensified the mana point output.
The surging lightning became even more potent.
It pierced through their bodies, burning through charred holes, attacking the enemies further behind.
Within a few breaths, hundreds of mutant bug fiends turned into corpses.
The piles of dense corpses rolled down, forming small hills on the valley's edge.
