"Take this—!" The old man was going to throw a fist toward Alex, but there was another interruption.
"Too late!" Leoz finally finished charging the technique with all of his strength. He stretched his hand wide and roared. Leoz, who had been silent until now, finally released his might.
"Lightning God Possession, Heaven's Wrath!"
*Rumble!*
A bolt of lightning flew down with its mighty power before it suddenly split into thousands of smaller lightning strikes, coloring the sky with a flash of golden color. Although it didn't make a huge impact like Alex's golden tribulation, it was still enough to brighten the sky nearby.
This small lightning might not do anything to the old man or Arman, yet both of them looked upward, noticing something big was coming.
