Crackle, crackle...
The sky would unleash a thunderbolt every few breaths, which upon striking the ground, would melt rocks into lava, freeze rivers into blocks of ice, and shatter solid ice depending on the nature of the thunder.
Just moments ago, as Green stepped into this corridor of endless world fragments, a group of unlucky Trifid Toads a few hundred meters away were struck by a thunderbolt and turned into piles of scattered sand.
"Gah? That almost scared me! What kind of broken rule world fragment is this!"
Xiao Ba yelled out, quickly raising his head, fearing that a thunderbolt might strike him.
Green showed little reaction to the death of these First-Level Creatures, including the World Master of the Trifid Toad King, as they urged their tribes to press forward.
"At 878 degrees, it can only pose a threat to these First-Level Creatures; those with lightning attributes can be immune."
