I, the All-Class Magus, All My Awakening Skills are LvMax

Chapter420-The Power of Thunder!

Silver Tear and the others quickly realized that this power was far beyond what they had anticipated—they couldn't possibly withstand it.

Everyone braced themselves, summoning Earth Giants to stand as shields before them without hesitation.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

John could feel the power growing more intense by the second, as if the slightest movement on his part would cause the full force to come crashing down.

No, he couldn't back down now.

Even the Panther Tribe members sensed that this power was unlike anything they had ever encountered before.

They could clearly feel their magical beasts becoming restless, eager to flee, yet something held them back, forcing them to stay rooted in place.

Panicked, the warriors tried to make their beasts retreat, but they wouldn't budge.

Boom...

The sky roared, growing louder with each passing moment.

The silver lightning seemed poised to strike at any second.

Crack!

A bolt of silver lightning struck the ground nearby, shattering a large boulder instantly.

In that moment, fragments of stone flew everywhere, with debris striking the faces of those nearby.

Hiss...

Several faces were already cut open, blood oozing from the wounds, and those affected inhaled sharply.

But there was no time to react—electricity crackled all around them, increasing in intensity.

Some trees had already caught fire after being struck by lightning.

Those who reacted quickly were already retreating to safer ground, but those closest to John had no way to escape.

They could only gather around him, seeking protection.

As they watched John wield his staff, conjuring shield after shield, they felt a small sense of relief.

The Divine Envoy would surely protect them, would surely lead them out alive.

There was no need for worry, no need to dwell on fearful thoughts.

[Residual power of heaven detected. Would you like to use the power of rule to resist?]

The system's prompt caught John off guard.

Power of heaven!

And power of rule.

Though he knew these two forces were fundamentally the same, he was still momentarily stunned.

This was the first time the system had explicitly stated that these two powers could counteract each other.

A realization dawned on him: what he could harness was the power of rule, while the lingering force here was the residual power of heaven.

If he completed his task, he could gain control of the power of rule in this area and claim this secret realm fragment as his own.

The massive arc of electricity struck the Earth Giant standing before the shield.

Although the Earth Giant possessed formidable defensive capabilities, the powerful current turned it into charred remains in an instant.

John watched as the giant's HP plummeted to zero in less than a second, the electric surge tearing through the defenses of a dozen more giants before slamming into his shield.

In that moment, John let out a grunt, feeling several of his shields shatter under the immense force.

He was forced back a step, as the overwhelming power surged toward him, causing his body to tingle with numbness.

He knew this was the force of nature itself.

Vulture's spell, rooted in natural elements, was far more terrifying than simple enhancements of strength or speed.

Moreover, Vulture was bolstered by the residual power of heaven within this world.

If not for the power of rule strengthening his shields, John would likely have been killed in a single blow!

Pop, pop...

The sound of shields breaking was like bubbles bursting one after another.

But John didn't stop, nor did he dare to.

His staff continued to wave, layering more shields, thickening their defenses.

He knew that even with the reinforced shields, they wouldn't be able to withstand the onslaught of electricity for long.

He needed more—more layers of protection!

Only by doing this could he hope to keep everyone alive.

Meanwhile, Vulture clearly noticed John's struggle.

With a sneer, he intensified his output.

485678!

John saw the string of numbers flash in the air as the five or six shields he had just reinforced were shattered instantly.

Under this immense power, the shields were as fragile as paper, offering no resistance whatsoever.

Even John was knocked back by the force, unable to control the impact.

He let out a pained grunt, a trickle of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth, while those around him watched in terror.

The Zebra Tribe chieftain understood all too well how terrifying this power was, and he knew that for John to have held out this long was nothing short of miraculous.

But more was coming—much more.

They couldn't give up now.

If they did, death would be the only outcome.

No, absolutely not.

They needed a plan, a way to escape.

Or they had to eliminate the enemy completely; only then could they hope to leave this place safely.

But John hadn't given the order to retreat, leaving the chieftain momentarily at a loss.