章節 848: One Drop Would Have Been Enough

Mufasa was a highly underestimated machine of large-scale destruction. The omnidirectional blast of wind that he whipped up with every movement was like the shockwaves of a several-kiloton nuclear bomb, with himself as the epicenter.

No one, absolutely no one, could fight alongside him, not even his allies.

Shere Khan was a different story. The only one whose fighting style came close was Azeus.

When he fought, the giant tiger would generate a very powerful voltage that converted all the energy in his cells into electrical or kinetic energy. Like Azeus, he could transmute his body into lightning, but unlike the probationary god his body was much more tenacious and he could revert to solid form after reaching much greater speeds.

Shere Khan's fighting form of choice was therefore a half-solid, half-lightning state that gave him, at the cost of a slower movement speed than pure electricity, an offensive and defensive prowess that very few Players in this Ordeal could emulate.