Chương 445: Mana Cannon

As time passed, the swords began to descend, slowly at first, as if gravity itself were reluctant to pull them down. But their descent gained momentum, and soon the air was filled with the ominous whistling sound of their approach. One by one, they plummeted toward the ground, their tips gleaming with anticipation.

Aion watched in awe as the rain of swords descended upon him, their blades glinting in the sunlight. He could feel the raw power emanating from each weapon, a manifestation of concentrated mana and formidable magic. It was a sight both mesmerizing and terrifying, knowing that each sword held the potential to rend flesh and shatter bone.

As the mana swords descended from the sky, they crashed into the ground with an explosive force. Upon impact, a powerful shockwave rippled through the earth, causing the very foundation to shudder. The moment the swords made contact, a cascade of devastation ensued.