CHAPTER 941
Surrounded by double the initial wave that had originally attacked him, Greg let lightning arc wildly around his body.
More earth shards rained down on him from above, forcing him to blitz from side to side to dodge the projectiles that crashed into the ground, gouging the terrain badly.
Dust wafted into the air as Greg bolted forward with blistering speed, closing the distance between himself and the nearest cluster of enemy mages.
Without hesitation, he unleashed a dozen lightning strikes toward them.
Unfortunately for him, a thick earth wall was raised to intercept his discharge; the bolts did nothing but chip uselessly against the stony surface.
Twirling around, he lifted his arms in a cross in front of his face, absorbing the heavy impact of an ice column that sent him sliding backward in throbbing pain.
Digging his feet into the ground, blue arcs of electricity crackled around his frame as he darted forward with overwhelming momentum.
