Richard's body was streaked with arcs of electricity that wriggled like living creatures. They flickered with a ghostly blue light, exuding an aura of destruction.
The energy beams of the Mayfly Army filled the fortress with scattered energy, creating an excellent battlefield for the Radiant Giant Battle Body.
Richard pointed a finger skyward as the fluorescence on his body suddenly intensified. A dragon-like bolt of lightning shot out from his fingertip, instantly engulfing a corner of the Mayfly swarm.
Following that, Richard, like the Thunder God himself, kept firing thunderbolts at the Mayfly swarm.
Each thunderbolt, thick as a bucket, could take out hundreds of the lower Mayflies.
Richard alone wielded more firepower than an entire hundred-person squadron of White Wizards!
The Fortress Commander watched the scene, feeling his throat dry up.
"Is his magic power inexhaustible?"
