Chapter 91. Zhu Meng's Transcendental Power
One after another, lightning halberds streaked across the sky, leaving nine long streaks of light. These streaks, like nine dragons endowed with a sacred mission, roared as they rushed toward the Feather Blade Domain where the Silver Sky Lord was located.
They exude boundless majesty and rage, as if they intend to completely eradicate evil from the world.
They intertwined and intertwined, forming a lightning punishment cage composed of nine towering lightning pillars.
It was a kind of binding power from the most extreme realm of super-level magic. Each bolt of lightning was like a sentient being, intertwining and echoing each other.
Countless bolts of lightning intertwined like a fine spiderweb, forming the strongest chain of confinement, like shackles of fate, firmly locking the Silver Sky Lord to that part of the sky.
Inside the cage, the constant roar of thunder seemed to warn the imprisoned not to attempt to struggle.
Faced with the lightning surging in from all directions like a tidal wave, the Silver Sky Lord's originally arrogant face showed a look of fury.
Its cold eyes flashed with resentment and anger, because its momentary distraction had given this human an opportunity to take advantage.
It roared to the sky, its roar filled with resentment, trying its best to destroy the thunder prison that imprisoned it.
Its demonic power surged forth like a raging tide, crashing against the confinement formed by the bolts of lightning.
However, it was astonished to discover that the strongest binding magic in this super-level realm was like an indestructible divine barrier, which could not be easily broken through.
Each bolt of lightning seemed to be imbued with an unshakeable will, stubbornly holding fast to its confinement. The arcs of electricity flashing above the lightning prison seemed to be mocking the Silver Sky Lord's overestimation of his abilities.
"Zzzzz!!!"
The incredibly powerful electric current left shocking electric marks on its demonic body.
The Silver Dome Lord's defenses were still very strong, but upon sensing the threat from the city, a hint of urgency flashed in its cold eyes.
"Honk!!!"
It did not choose to waste its demonic power. Immediately afterwards, the Silver Sky Lord suddenly let out a shrill cry.
The scream was sharp and shrill, echoing throughout the night sky and reverberating within the White Demon Eagle Legion.
The White Eagle Legion, which was originally trying to pass through the poisonous fog, heard their lord's call and quickly gathered together like a cloud blown by the wind.
Several high-level mages looked on with a hint of doubt as they saw this scene, wondering to themselves: What use is it to summon some warrior-level white demon eagles at this time?
However, when they saw wave after wave of White Demon Eagles charging forward, they suddenly realized that the enemy was using the lives of these White Demon Eagles to attack this super-level lightning magic!
After sacrificing thousands of White Demon Eagles, the mountain of White Demon Eagle corpses was a shocking sight, and the Silver Dome Lord spread its wings once more.
It shook its feathers, and clearly, it hadn't been seriously injured.
"Honk!!!"
With a cry, countless silver rays of light, like a dense rain of arrows, pierced through the black curtain, striking the several high-level mages.
The silver light contained powerful demonic energy, carrying a chilling killing intent.
Although they were all wearing magical artifacts, they were still pierced through in an instant by such a fierce attack!
Zhu Meng's personal attendant, Wu Jingping, was also badly injured at this moment.
His body, like a broken rag doll, was swaying precariously from the impact of the silver light.
Zhu Meng's left shoulder was pierced with a bloody hole, and blood gushed out, but he endured the excruciating pain and flew towards Wu Pingjing, pulling him away from the deadly cold light as quickly as possible.
Wu Pingjing was seriously injured. If Zhu Meng hadn't rescued him from the relentless silver rays, Wu Pingjing would have been a completely disfigured corpse.
It can be said that under the burst of power of a monarch-level being, even a super-level mage can be instantly killed.
After all, the magical artifacts they possess might be very powerful for high-level mages, but for super-level and monarch-level mages, they are incredibly fragile.
Wu Pingjing was pale, and blood kept flowing from the holes in his body. He looked at Zhu Meng weakly and said, "Lord Zhu Meng, I'm afraid we are no match for it. I have lost my fighting ability, and you are also injured. We should retreat back into the city's defensive barrier."
His duty was to ensure Zhu Meng's safety, but right now, they were no match for the Silver Sky Lord and had no choice but to flee.
"What are you saying! If even we retreat, who will stop this monster!" Zhu Meng shouted, his eyes flashing with determination.
"You need to know how devastating any one of its skills can be to this city. If that destructive power were to fall on any hospital or school, the death toll would be in the hundreds or thousands!" Zhu Meng said angrily, his heart filled with a sense of responsibility for the city.
As soon as he finished speaking, he disregarded his wounds and his aura grew even stronger!
He wasn't a cold-blooded ruler like the Silver Dome Lord, who would let thousands of his people die needlessly just to avoid getting hurt himself.
What makes humans human is that they have flesh and blood, emotions, and every life has its own meaning.
He was not one of those ambitious rulers, nor could he possibly ignore the millions of lives in a city or flee in fear of death. If he were, how would he be any different from these demons and beasts?
"Damn beast, I'll make you realize that invading our human city is the most foolish thing you've ever thought of!!" Councilor Zhu Meng gritted his teeth and activated a magical artifact that he had never used before.
Heavenly Thunder Palace Armor!
The battle raged from night until dawn, when the sky was already beginning to lighten. Just then, without warning, a pale bolt of lightning struck down from the heavens, enough to illuminate the entire city.
It was like a calamity and punishment sent down by the gods to the human world... While using superior magical artifacts, Zhu Meng also used his transcendent power!
The shocking flash of pale lightning struck Zhu Meng.
The lightning carried boundless majesty and power, as if it were a gift from heaven to Zhu Meng.
A dazzling display of armor, crackling with arcs of lightning, draped over Zhu Meng's body, arming him from head to toe!
At the same time, he also has a pair of fiery wings on his back!
The flames on its wings danced, as if they were living spirits.
Thunder and fire are the two elements with the strongest destructive power among all elements. Councilor Zhu Meng flapped his fiery wings and flew towards the Silver Sky Lord. During the flight, he unleashed his power once again!
It was flame, burning fiercely in his palm, the flames spreading outwards, as if summoned from the depths of hell, carrying endless heat waves.
It actually transformed into a crimson knight's lance!
The moment the knight's lance appeared, a bright red sun hung between the mountains on the horizon. Zhu Meng, holding the flaming knight's lance, sliced through the middle of the rising sun. As if drawing on the sun's rays, the lance in his hand became even more intense, burning the sky a fiery red.
Zhu Meng's eyes blazed, and the power of lightning and fire surged wildly around him. He roared, gathering all his lightning and fire power into his spear, which instantly shone with dazzling light.
He shot towards the Silver Dome Lord's domain like a burning meteor.
"Boom!!!"
"Boom!!!"
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