My Otherworldly Shura Field

Chapter 56 Terrified

"Damn it, what are you afraid of? Hold him off! The rest of you, wipe out the Spirit Cat Clan!" Gorba roared. Lucifer was too terrifying for him to handle. If this continued, they would all be doomed.

However, not being able to deal with Lucifer doesn't mean he can't deal with the others. In his opinion, only Lucifer is strong among those present; the other Spirit Cat Clan members are still weak and vulnerable.

Their main task was to take down the Spirit Cat Clan and avenge their previous defeat. He didn't believe that Lucifer could handle both sides and multitask on his own.

As expected, under Gorba's orders, the remaining Wolf Fang tribesmen quickly split into two groups: one group continued to attack Lucifer, while the other group besieged the Spirit Cat tribe on the cliff.

"Heh, idiot." Lucifer sneered. It really proved the saying that ignorance is bliss. There was an existence there that was even more terrifying than him, untouchable, like an ant and an elephant. What were they doing but courting death?

It's laughable that Gorba, that big idiot, actually thought that place was easy to deal with. He's all brawn and no brains.

"Spatial Blade!" His body jolted, and he strode forward, brandishing his longsword. The skill was activated once more, and a single sword swept out. Wherever the purple light passed, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and blood splattered all over the sky. Without exception, not a single member of the Wolf Fang Clan could withstand it.

It can be said that it was overwhelming, unstoppable, and irresistible.

At this moment, to the Wolf Fang Clan, Lucifer was a killing god, a demon. With each swing of his sword, he took away several lives, leaving them powerless to resist. If this continued, no matter how many people were killed, they probably wouldn't even live to see Lucifer's magic power run out.

Lucifer continued his slaughter, and nothing seemed to affect his performance. This puzzled Gorba. Wasn't Lucifer the king of the Spirit Cat Clan? Or had he reached his limit and was simply too exhausted to care about anyone else?

However, if that were the case, he would naturally be happy to do so. As long as he could hold off Lucifer, the god of death, eliminating the Spirit Cat Clan would be a piece of cake, requiring no effort at all.

However, when he turned his gaze to the cliff, he was dumbfounded, his eyes glazed over, as if he had fallen from heaven to hell.

One by one, the tribesmen who climbed the cliff were shot down, their bodies charred black.

The one who made the move was naturally Emily. Lucifer had turned her into a vampire and at the same time granted her the ability to use lightning, Lightning Flash. At this moment, there was no need for Chris to make a move; Emily alone was enough.

Emily stood before the crowd, having completely shed her childishness, giving the illusion that she had suddenly grown up. Her gaze was sharp and alluring, radiating a powerful aura that made those around her feel uneasy. At this moment, she seemed like an invincible presence, inspiring awe and reverence.

Her long silver hair danced in the wind, and with a gentle wave of her small hands, streaks of silver lightning shot out from between her fingers. All the Wolf Fang tribesmen who approached the cliff were struck by the lightning that fell from the sky, screaming in agony.

All the members of the Spirit Cat Clan widened their eyes, their jaws nearly dropping to the ground. How had the innocent, lively, and adorable Saintess of the past become so powerful? With a casual wave of her hand, she unleashed a terrifying bolt of lightning, as if she had become a completely different person, leaving everyone feeling as if they were in a dream.

However, the most shocked person was the old clan chief. He was the two sisters' closest grandfather and knew them very well. But at this moment, he felt that he did not recognize his granddaughters at all.

Is this still that innocent, carefree little girl?

At this moment, Emily felt very unfamiliar to him; he no longer even felt that blood connection with her.

How did it become like this after I went out for a while?

What happened during this period?

His mind was filled with a million questions, but he suppressed them. Now was not the time to ask them; he would deal with everything after it was over. His deep eyes narrowed into slits as he stared at Emily, as if searching for something.

He would glance at Lacey, who looked calm and composed, his eyes darting around, lost in thought.

"How is this possible! When did this little girl become able to use the power of lightning?" Gorba was horrified. Today was probably the first time in his life that he had experienced such a dramatic rise and fall. One shocking thing after another happened, one wave after another, an experience he would never forget.

"Of course, it was given to her by me."

At that moment, a familiar voice reached his ears, causing his pupils to shrink. Before he knew it, Lucifer's figure had appeared in front of him.

His black hair fluttered in the wind, his pupils flashed red, his clothes were stained with blood, and large drops of blood slid down from his longsword. He looked somewhat sinister, making people shudder.

Few of Lucifer's clansmen remained, their corpses piled up like mountains. Most of the bodies were incomplete, missing limbs or cut in two, while others were charred black, as if they had been roasted. The air was thick with the smell of blood and burning.

"You, you're talking nonsense. How could you possibly bestow special abilities upon others? I've never heard of or seen anything like this before." Gorba's pupils contracted, and his face turned pale. Lucifer had already shocked him enough.

It is impossible to bestow abilities upon others; there is only one person who can do it at any given time.

That is the one and only God, Nadis. Gods are omnipotent, capable of creating and destroying everything, and bestowing abilities upon others is effortless for them.

How could Lucifer possibly do that? He's a god.

That's even more impossible. God wouldn't be so bored as to destroy the world with a flick of his finger. So, he was sure Lucifer was talking nonsense. There can only be one God in the world, and there can't be a second one.

"If you don't believe me, that's fine. There's no need to explain so much to a dead person anyway."

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