At this, Pei Ze's heart tightened.
He hadn't held back in the slightest—at least, not with his Rule of Lightning. He had been using its full power.
Even so, his defense had been on the verge of shattering.
The Wizards weaker than him likely wouldn't meet a good end.
Pei Ze glanced around and, just as he'd feared, saw numerous Wizards being engulfed by the ethereal arrows.
THUD. THUD. THUD. The ethereal arrows slammed into the spots where they had been standing. Blade-like currents of air struck the ground, sending earth and stone flying and instantly leaving behind a pockmarked field of craters.
The Wizards themselves had vanished without a trace.
In that single attack, at least thirty to forty Wizards had been "killed."
And this devastating power came from an attack launched by just one of the Mother of Nightmare Serpents' heads.
Pei Ze instantly gained a new appreciation for the legendary power of the Mother of Nightmare Serpents.
