章 347: Poor Talking Slime

*Tap*

*Rumble*

Elena's golden-white shoe touched the ground, causing a small thud. Almost everyone did not understand what she was doing until the earthquake occurred.

*Tap*

*Rumble* *Rumble*

Elena stomped the ground once again, then used her magic to amplify the vibrations that took place to exert tremendous pressure on the earth.

The ravaged ground immediately became a solid, hard flat ground that was almost rock-like. The tremors of the earthquake spread up to four kilometers as the epicenter. However, the effects continued to spread hundreds of kilometers away.

Elena stomped the ground several times to make sure no living thing could survive down there within a radius of two kilometers and a depth as far as the eye could see.

"Goddess, please have mercy!"