She turned her gaze toward an area not far from the Royal Capital.
Even from this distance, she could see and hear the dense torrents of lightning pouring down upon the battlefield. Blood-colored bolts tore through the sky, illuminating the devastated land in a blinding crimson radiance. Wherever they struck, Fourth Stage and Third Stage monsters were instantly reduced to lifeless remains, their bodies unable to withstand the overwhelming destructive power.
"Gluttony Army! Council of High-Worlds!"
A wicked laugh echoed from within that sea of lightning.
Shen Yao froze for a moment.
That voice was familiar.
More importantly, the blood-colored lightning was far too distinctive to mistake for anything else.
"Blood Lightning Monster?! He's here!!"
Her eyes widened in disbelief.
