Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom——
As raindrops fell, thousands of thunderbolts exploded in the sky.
To ensure this surprise attack was successful enough.
Ronald intentionally extracted the original magic power, adding even more force to the spell that was already powerful beyond asure!
In an instant.
A curtain of light composed of countless thunderbolts descended, their sound filled the entire sky, one deafening explosion after another, dense and uninterrupted, like a million bombs exploding in tandem.
In just the blink of an eye, the imnse noise accompanied by blinding light descended upon the ground, forming a powerful shockwave that enveloped the entire city within its range.
So much so that in the northeast direction of the Nine Commandnts headquarters.
All buildings couldn't retain a single intact piece of glass amidst the terrifying vibrations!
Among such dreadful montum.
The city's residents awakened in this sudden sonic boom, looking out with eyes filled with terror and confusion.
And what t their eyes was a scene like an apocalyptic catastrophe.
The blinding light extended downward from the sky, resembling the terrifying roots of plants. They poured their imnse power downward one after another, along trajectories that didn't exist in the air.
Residents closer to the administrative buildings at this mont could even sense an air with a scent entirely different from usual.
Such a scene was right before their eyes.
Not to ntion the ordinary people; even casters had never heard or seen anything like it.
Driven by primal fear, many city dwellers imdiately walked out into the streets under the thunder-covered night, starting to vent their emotions with cries and frantic running.
While more people could only helplessly hide at ho.
Releasing their current inner dread with endless sobs and cries of despair.
At this mont, the entire city was awakened.
But the real target most affected remained Ronald's target of attack, the administrative building shrouded in thousands of thunderbolts.
The instant the first thunderbolt descended.
A cage-like spell barrier naturally appeared around the building, blocking the incoming thunderbolts outside.
If it was just one, or two, or three such thunderbolts.
This solid defensive magic could easily regard them as nothing, unwavering in its foundation.
But the number of lightning Ronald summoned with "Rain Mist Divine Hamr" was astoundingly high!
After the first thunderbolt, several dozen more lightning bolts imdiately pursued.
The dense glow blanketed the entire barrier, even dyeing it with the golden-red hue of lightning. Viewed from afar, it was like a giant glowing bird cage in the city!
This attack exceeding common sense quickly surpassed what the defensive barrier could bear.
In just two breaths of ti.
The mont an especially thick thunderbolt fell, the electric light with terrifying magic power shattered this barrier completely, piercing through the building along with lightning that followed closely.
At that mont, the people inside could hear no sound.
Because the lightning striking beside them brought a sound so loud it tore their eardrums.
Their last sight before instantly turning to char was the surrounding building crumbling in explosions.
The entire building seed to endure bombardnt from falling bombs from the sky.
Thunderbolts tore open pits from the top, quickly spreading downward until the entire building was filled with rags and holes.
Finally, under the relentless lightning strikes.
The building's main structure was utterly destroyed, unable to bear its own weight, and collapsed silently amid the thunderous roar.
However, the awe-inspiring terrifying spectacle did not end there.
Ronald had already discovered during reconnaissance that there were several original holders in the building.
These individuals might possess formidable strength.
But under the sudden lightning assault, they were dood to perish instantly.
After death, their originals erged from their bodies.
The lightning Ronald employed through saturated strikes did not distinguish between targets.
Hence, these originals imbued with powerful magic were soon baptized by an uncountable number of lightning bolts, unable to withstand the pressure and began to explode.
Almost at the mont Ronald noticed sothing amiss and stopped.
The originals losing balance carried out secondary destruction against the ruins of the building. The shockwaves filled with strong magic power exploded one after another underground, carving nurous overlapping deep pits in the rubble site.
Flying debris scattered everywhere.
Even the surrounding plaza was blasted into devastation.
The nearest ordinary buildings also suffered varying degrees of damage.
"..."
High above, Ronald slowly ended his spellcasting.
Every ti "Rain Mist Divine Hamr" was cast, it displayed its incredibly destructive ability.
If Ronald had dispersed his targets throughout the entire city instead of focusing on this building.
Then when this spell ended...
It's likely the Nine Commandnts capital could be reduced to ruins by just one spell!
Thinking so, Ronald consolidated his reconnaissance magic again.
After rounds of lightning cleansing, those casters originally in the Nine Commandnts building naturally left no one alive.
In the area covered by thunderbolts, no breathing creatures could be found anymore.
Yet, faced with such a successful strike.
Ronald's expression remained tense.
He gazed below, his brows mixed with contemplation and vigilance towards the enemy.
"So easy? That's unlikely, right..."
Ronald had enough confidence in his magic.
Especially "Rain Mist Divine Hamr," which was his most potent offensive spell.
Yet today, he was dealing with the long-established Nine Commandnts!
They not only had powerful original holders, but also possessed the Book of Interpretations coveted by countless mystical individuals.
Such a powerful organization.
Could truly perish so effortlessly under just one spell attack?
So even though no living creatures could be found.
But faced with the results, a hint of anxiety lingered in Ronald's heart.
"Sir, your magic is as formidable as ever."
"I can sense that there are no enemies breathing down there."
At this ti, Costate, having changed the weather above, just returned to their original position. Upon seeing the aftermath of Ronald's spell, the maid genuinely admired.
Yet Ronald, shrouded in doubts, had no desire to engage in further conversation.
He simply greeted Costate briefly.
Then, out of caution, began descending towards the ruins below.
"Costate, let's go down and take a look."
"Sothing doesn't feel right to !"
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