Against the collective resistance of the Stream Hunters and the Seventh Floor itself, the first ultimate strike of the Storm Tyrant began to lose its overwhelming momentum.
Zephiron immediately noticed this.
The gigantic eye in the sky narrowed.
The Storm Tyrant was not a mindless floor boss after all. He was an intelligent existence that had survived countless battles.
The moment he realized that his wide-area attack was being weakened, he changed his strategy.
A vast amount of mana gathered around him.
This time, he no longer spread his power across all ten islands.
Instead, he focused everything into a single point.
The Western Islands.
The surrounding storm clouds twisted violently as countless arcs of lightning gathered together.
Then—
BOOM!
A colossal spear of electric mana shot downward.
The sound of crackling thunder followed behind it.
The sky itself seemed to split apart as the attack descended.
