A deep, solemn thunder rumbled, like the low growl of a dragon, suddenly echoing through the sky.

High in the sky, rolling thunderclouds surged endlessly, like a vast ocean being stirred by a giant hand, fierce and oppressive.

Purple lightning flashed intermittently between the clouds.

The curved bolt of lightning, shaped like a silver snake, swiftly snaked down with the wind, stretching into the boundless abyss.

Viktor was surrounded by raging purple lightning.

The electric arc, like a shimmering fish falling into the ocean, swiftly traversed his body.

He stood beneath the raging thunder, his eyes blazing with brilliant purple light, like a thunder god who controlled lightning.

The lightning struck the rock walls of the canyon on both sides with great force, stirring up a shower of scattered rock fragments.

Along with the equally raging storm, lightning swirled across the sky, seemingly guided, extending into countless branches.

[Trillion Voltages]

The surrounding area was instantly enveloped by thousands of bolts of lightning, the thick lightning bolts seemingly about to completely engulf everything.

A bolt of lightning slanted down from the sky, like a ray of daylight piercing through the thick, dark clouds, appearing in everyone's sight.

A massive barrier of lightning formed, completely enveloping the entire canyon.

Within this, chaotic charges collided with each other, sparking a dense array of sparks like stars.

In the blinding flash of lightning, people could only vaguely make out Victor's flowing black trench coat through the thunder.

He seemed to be engulfed in the light of thunder, manipulating even more chaotic lightning.

The people around looked up, their faces filled with shock.

Eyes wide, mouth agape, staring blankly at the blurry black shadow suspended high in the air.

Even Gwen noticed the chaos around her. She looked up and stared blankly at Victor high above.

The ministers looked at each other in fear, shrinking tightly into their wide robes.

The thunder outside the carriage seemed to make them deeply uneasy.

In the future, whenever they encounter thunderstorms, they will likely recall this terrifying and shocking scene.

Suddenly, the black monsters that had been writhing around them stood upright once more.

However, the knights hadn't even recovered from the shock.

Those wild, demi-human beings wielded their sharp claws and their tough weapons.

It crushed the newly risen black blood into dust.

Upon witnessing this scene, the ministers felt an immense sense of relief.

Fortunately, there was this group of demi-human guards in this carriage.

Their performance was far superior to that of the knights.

If they hadn't cleared away these monsters in time, these diplomats would probably have lost their lives.

They didn't want to die here without knowing why.

But the ministers, upon further reflection, sensed something was amiss.

So, should they thank Viktor?

Suddenly, a terrifying low roar echoed from the black sky.

That enormous black filth once again descended into chaos and madness.

The enormous, foul-smelling body swayed violently, its flesh writhing in the air as if it were alive.

Pieces of flesh kept bulging up and then irregularly sinking in.

At some unknown time, chaotic demonic sounds began to surge above the canyon, accompanied by angry sonic waves.

Layer upon layer of hollow sound waves surged, causing the surrounding space to tremble irregularly.

It seemed as if it would shatter everything high above the canyon.

However, each time was accompanied by a deafening thunderclap, followed by violent, chaotic vibrations.

The bodies of these filthy demons would then experience a violent fluctuation.

Its body suddenly began to expand rapidly, its flesh and blood seemingly squeezing the tentacles until they disappeared.

A gaping maw revealed sharp teeth beneath the torn flesh, and chaotic eyeballs emerged from the bloody holes blasted by lightning.

The viscous blood tangled together, transforming into a chaotic and frenzied blasphemy.

From the center of its gigantic maw, long, sharp venomous tongues continuously emerged, piercing fiercely into the surrounding black, writhing flesh.

The terrifying, intense stinging pain caused the enormous fleshy body to emit chaotic screams.

The tentacle fragments were swallowed into the abyss-like maw, emitting a dull, sticky chewing sound.

The eyeballs were pierced by the chaotic tentacles, bursting out even thicker, more frenzied dust.

Layer upon layer of sharp teeth twitched and snapped, greedily trying to devour everything in their path.

Amidst this disgusting and foul-smelling scene, the ministers and knights merely glanced at it.

The next second, they felt everything go black.

It was as if the brain had completely lost its rationality, and the mind had undergone a complete transformation.

The insane, defamatory images are indelible; only the twisted flesh and blood seem to be branded into their hearts.

Their faces were almost completely out of control, their distorted and jagged features becoming extremely horrifying.

The knights were almost no different from the ministers.

Even the silver-white armor they wore seemed to transform into gaping maws of flesh and blood that were entangled around them.

One of the riders took two steps back and fell into the carriage in a panic.

At that moment, a profound and chaotic feeling arose simultaneously in the hearts of countless people—

Evil thoughts.

It's all Victor's fault!

They didn't even warn us beforehand about something this terrible!

Now, we're all going to die!

The ministers' minds are rapidly becoming twisted.

They even began to have an extremely evil thought rising in their hearts—why not let everyone go to hell together here, to be buried with them!

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