Moreover, as time went on, the intensity of the absorption grew even greater, gradually making the electric net unsustainable.
"Not enough, not enough, I want more!"
As the electric energy decreased, the Divine Concealment Sword, which was enjoying itself immensely, suddenly refused to stand by. It simply flew directly into the black cloud.
The lightning generated by the Purple Lightning Bees had a unique vitality, giving the Sword Spirit an unprecedented sense of pleasure.
"Oh... so satisfying!"
As soon as the Divine Concealment Sword entered, it was like a dragon entering the sea, an eagle soaring into the sky. It danced and reveled within the black cloud, which grew progressively smaller with its movements.
"Ah! Little brother, stop it! I can't take it anymore!"
