Bab 70: We Have A Winner

"Die! pests"

Thadumb!

golden lights started to reveal themselves from the dark clouds, they crashed down tearing the clouds open. Multiple lightning strikes fell onto the demons.

All that could be heard were the demons screaming for help, begging for mercy.

"guaahhhh!!!"

Almost all of the demons were fried alive, and some were lucky enough to escape with minor injuries. Alan's lightning was not biased, it killed everything, it didn't matter whether it was a normal demon or a demon commander, it annihilated everything in its range.

Alan raised his hand; lightning sparks condensed in his hand and formed a sphere.

"Go!" the lightning sphere which looked like a nuclear bomb dispersed itself.

Butterflies made of lightning floated around, they moved at their own pace towards the demons who were trying to escape and…

As soon as it touched them.

Boom!

They burned to ashes.