บท 283: Holy war 21

"Haaagghh!!!"

Luwanal screamed as he unleashed the strongest lightning he could muster.

The skies rumbled as the electricity danced across the darkened clouds, swirling amidst the raging winds of the storm he had summoned.

Concentrating his energy into one singular attack, he watched as the blue lightning converged into a single point and slowly turned purple.

The amount of divinity he was channeling far surpassed what gods were permitted to use in the mortal world.

Yet, as if responding to his desperate call for help, the universe and its laws of causality allowed him access to the full extent of his divine power.

This lightning was no longer the ordinary lightning he could manipulate through creation. It was the purest, truest form of lightning he could summon.

All of this was only possible because of the monstrous wolf in front of him.