Bab 673: Lawrend's Lightning Spells

"O' great Amber, be my electron, turn to sprite, Lightning Sprite!" Lawrend calmly chanted.

This time, the mana from the surroundings gathered around his hand and then released all of that energy in one burst. A straight bolt of golden lightning shot out. It was similar to the first one except this one was thicker.

And then to the surprise of the crowd, it quickly split into two, then four, 8, 16, 32, 64, 128, 256, 512, 1024… and so on. It turned into countless tiny strings of lightning that cooked the air.

A strong smell of ozone, the result of powerful lightning, wafted over to some of the onlookers.

"Similar to before, but this next spell is designed to overwhelm my target," Lawrend said.

The attitude he showed made the crowd give him more respect than they initially gave him. In their minds, the thought of "As expected of our God" constantly resounded.