Sphere lightning touched Shortface's chest, rapidly compressing and collapsing until it became a small point, flickering with blinding, sun-like brilliance.
Bouncing, decomposing, reassembling, decaying, collapsing, expanding,
Finally—it exploded.
Boom!!!
Light, dazzling and brilliant light,
shone thoughtlessly in this pitch-black space.
High temperature and high pressure surged and expanded,
Linear thunderbolts branched out like tree branches, spreading wantonly.
The Ant King, clad in armor, fell backward like a leaf in the wind, crashing heavily against the wall,
Even with the visor shielding him, he still felt the piercing pain from the dazzling light blinding his eyes, unable to open them.
His ears also rang with intense tinnitus, completely unable to hear external sounds.
David, who launched this attack, knelt on one knee at the original spot, his face pale, his chest heaving violently, breathing urgently and laboriously.
