Chapter 3337: Imprisoning Lightning |
Elizabeth lay on the ground and stared at the gradually brightening Magical Thunder Slave. Her face darkened with despair.
Not long ago, she had contacted the Element Spirit race, and conferred with Micah and the others in Stage Thirty-two.
The Element Spirit race, still regarding the “losers” of the Sun Crow race as their allies, had not been on guard against them.
How could her secret have been exposed as soon as she entered the ice castle?
At this point, however, the reason hardly mattered.
The fact was that Elizabeth was no match for the Magical Thunder Slave. Indeed, after fending off his first two attacks, she was already exhausted. She was certain that she couldn't withstand the next one.
At that moment, unbidden, the thought of Zen came into Elizabeth's mind.
Zen and Libby were hiding not far away, and she hoped dearly that the Magical Thunder Slave and the Chill Ice Slaves would not be able to find them.
A crash of thunder was heard in the air.
But as the lightning approached Elizabeth, a figure darted forward from the side.
It was Zen.
Elizabeth had led them competently and cautiously through the upper ice field.
Moreover, she had been calm and confident as she entered the ice castle, so Zen had believed that she would pass through safely.
To his surprise, not long after she entered the ice castle, she had been chased out.
Zen and Libby were crouched together in an ice pit, concealing themselves. At the unmistakable sound of thunder and battle, Zen had warily poked his head out of the ice pit, determined to see what was happening. He'd seen and understood Elizabeth's plight, and immediately jumped out of the pit to aid her.
Libby tried to stop him, but Zen went anyway.
Libby sighed. It was already a risk for them to sneak through the Blooming Jade Stage!
Now that Zen had revealed himself, they wouldn't be able to hide any longer.
Zen moved with such speed that the air whistled past him.
He reached out and tried to grasp the lightning as it struck at Elizabeth.
To his astonishment, he found that it was the real body of the Magical Thunder Slave, which writhed like a lightning snake most of the time.
“So, you dare to try and catch me!”
The Magical Thunder Slave spoke in a sneering voice, but he was also caught by surprise at how Zen had seemingly rushed out of nowhere.
Moreover, Zen had appeared with a physical body, and the Magical Thunder Slave wondered to which race he belonged. Who would dare to help Elizabeth in the Blooming Jade Stage?
The Magical Thunder Slave hesitated for a moment before realizing that he couldn't see Zen's face clearly. It meant this warrior had entered the Other Shore with his physical body.
He immediately realized that Zen might be the human brat long sought by his superiors on the Other Shore.
But how had he passed through the other ice castles?
As far as the Magical Thunder Slave knew, the Magical Thunder Slaves, the Chill Ice Slaves, and the Moon Fire Slaves—all stronger than himself—had already made those ice castles impassable.
It should have been impossible for Zen to come through...
But since he was here, safe and sound, that could only mean that Zen had somehow broken through all the strong lines of defense that barred his way.
Then it must be that Zen's power was far greater than it appeared at first glance.
As the Magical Thunder Slave considered these implications, he hesitated, yet remained confused and vigilant about Zen's strength.
But anyway, the Magical Thunder Slave was among the most powerful of the Element Spirit race. He did not believe that Zen could defeat him directly. And as for how Zen had arrived here, well, there must be some hidden reason he could not see.
The Magical Thunder Slave was half right. It was true that Zen didn't arrive here through normal way. But he was wrong about Zen's power. Zen was definitely strong enough to defeat him in a fight.
There was a sizzling noise, as though from an electric current.
Zen kept his grip on the lightning, but it was very thick and wiry in his hand.
Like a snake, the lightning coiled around his hands and up his arms, twisting around his neck.
It released the terrifying power of thunder as it moved along Zen's body, corroding his physical body and rapidly consuming his Chaotic Source Spirits.
The Truth of Godly Way could be used to restore the Chaotic Source Spirits in Zen's body, but it was not quickly enough to match the speed of the lightning attack.
“This Magical Thunder Slave is indeed extremely powerful. Primeval Lord of Heaven, please help me!” aloud he said.
Zen had been also well-prepared before coming to this place.
The Primeval Lord of Heaven had a deep understanding of the Element Spirit race, so he must know the ways of restraining them.
However, the Primeval Lord of Heaven was not an invincible existence. His physical body was still trapped in Stage Thirty-three.
Currently, he was just an energy soul. But with the help of the power of a Civilization Artifact, he was able to defeat those weak members of the Element Spirit race in and below Stage Twenty-eight.
But the Blooming Jade Stage—where Zen, Elizabeth, and Libby now found themselves—was already Stage Thirty.
In this stage, due to weaker and weaker suppression, the creatures of the Other Shore became stronger and stronger.
Even the Primeval Lord of Heaven didn't have the confidence to win by himself in an encounter with the Magical Thunder Slave, so he needed to rely on Zen.
A buzzing sound filled the air.
After Zen voiced his request, sparks of purple light flashed in his hands.
They traveled from his skin and into the body of the Magical Thunder Slave, which was still entwined around Zen's body.
The effect of the purple light was quick and remarkable. As the purple light shone on the Magical Thunder Slave, his body became solid and opaque, turning into a muddy, grayish-brown substance.
“What have you done?” asked the Magical Thunder Slave, sounding shocked.
He wrapped himself more tightly around Zen's body and frantically released the power of thunder.
The Magical Thunder Slave had already been amazed when, upon his attack, Zen managed to resist for several seconds.
But after all, he had heard that Zen's physical body was incomparable, and that he had even become the ruler of Stage Fourteen. So the Magical Thunder Slave was prepared for an extraordinary display of strength. Still, he had never imagined that Zen would be able to release a theurgy capable of altering his lightning form!
The Magical Thunder Slave lived in the lightning form. That made him an immensely difficult enemy, for as an entity of pure energy he was capable of powerful attacks and was virtually immortal.
The purple light was the work of the Primeval Lord of Heaven. It was called the Imprisoning Lightning.
When it was first conceived, the Imprisoning Lightning was not used as a weapon against the Magical Thunder Slaves.
A long time ago, the group of human heroes led by the Primeval Lord of Heaven ended up being trapped in the Heavenly Thunder Plain of Stage Thirty-three. At that time, the 77th civilization hadn't been destroyed. All the human masters, including the Primeval Lord of Heaven, didn't dare to return to the Other Shore.
The Primeval Lord of Heaven was forced into seclusion in the chaos for a long while before he finally created the Imprisoning Lightning and led the human masters back to the Other Shore.
The Imprisoning Lightning was not intended to destroy thunder. Instead, it acted to infuse another unique energy into the electric force of thunder.
When the Imprisoning Lightning merged with the thunder, the thunder would be converted into another form.
After the Primeval Lord of Heaven released the purple light of the Imprisoning Lightning, the lightning that covered the entire plain turned into grayish brown objects that fell onto the ground. The Heavenly Thunder Plain, which had been rumbling for billions of years, became quiet for perhaps the first time in known history.
Now, the Imprisoning Lightning that had silenced the lightning of the Heavenly Thunder Plain also had an astounding effect on the Magical Thunder Slave.
The purple light was not released by the Civilization Artifact—it was the Primeval Lord of Heaven's own theurgy.
The Primeval Lord of Heaven in Zen's body was just an energy soul, so he could only release the Imprisoning Lightning at a very close range. In this case, Zen had needed to get as close as possible to the Magical Thunder Slave to ensure the effectiveness of the attack.
The purple light flashed as it was emitted from Zen's hands, continuing to pass through the lightning body of the Magical Thunder Slave.
To his horror, the Magical Thunder Slave realized that his range of movement was becoming more and more limited as his body turned into a solid grayish-brown substance. He felt stiff, almost as though he had been paralyzed.
