A faint arc flashed.
The arc, at the mont it shot out from Su Ziyu’s fingertips, instantly expanded into a bolt of lightning, directly hitting the head of the Lorric Knight.
The enemy’s charging steps imdiately halted, the whole person frozen in place.
"So this is the power of the domain?"
Su Ziyu gently raised his hand again, one arc, two arcs, three arcs appeared, and in a blink, three bolts of lightning had already burnt the knight’s head before it could charge forward.
Within a several hundred ters diater centered around Su Ziyu, the free static electricity was under his control.
He only needed to consu a tiny bit of spiritual energy to unleash an attack close to the level of a lightning bolt, which previously consud much more of his spiritual energy.
"Within the domain’s range."
"Can I just freely manipulate the free-flowing electric energy?" Su Ziyu couldn’t help but fall into contemplation.
This is not even fully mastering the domain ability yet.
If it was fully mastered?
How strong would it be?
The transition to a demigod level is a complete transformation from quantity to quality, even giving one a slight illusion of being a divine spirit.
Sister Fried’s pupils slightly contracted, not knowing since when she found that Su Ziyu’s power had grown stronger.
So effortlessly casting lightning attacks, in her mory, only so divine race powerhouses could manage that, and the key is that Su Ziyu’s power improved at an incredible speed; she rembered clearly that when they first t, he wasn’t this strong.
"Let’s go." Su Ziyu temporarily halted his contemplation and raised his head to speak.
An intriguing sensation.
But it is still not enough; unable to break through that demigod level bottleneck, he feels like sothing’s missing.
"Is it the perception of electrons?"
As a modern person, Su Ziyu tries to explain magic through science, but he still can’t grasp it; what he perceives isn’t electrons but the surrounding free static electricity, maybe this level of domain can’t delve that deep.
From the current summarized situation.
Su Ziyu can only confirm that the consumption of spiritual energy when casting spiritual lightning has significantly reduced, and he can also mobilize external energy to enhance his lightning spells.
This enhancent is related to the external environnt.
If it’s just normal weather, the natural enhancent isn’t that great, but if it’s a thunderstorm, the lightning Su Ziyu can control becos terrifying.
"Should I learn a weather-changing spell?" Su Ziyu’s mind suddenly opened up.
Soon.
The Lorric Prince’s bedchamber appeared ahead.
"This is it." Sister Fried stopped and said.
Su Ziyu nodded, raised his hand and gently pointed, and the door slowly opened with telekinesis.
After enhancing his spiritual energy to LV9, the total amount of his spiritual energy value had a significant increase, but he’s not clear to what extent because he still can’t sense the limit, his body’s cells are still charging, not reaching a cap, but as per the current view, his spiritual energy limit increased by 30-50% from the beginning.
If he wanted to.
Su Ziyu can now completely replace normal walking with spiritual flight.
The two of them slowly entered the palace.
Straight ahead was a series of steps, covered with a tattered red carpet, and who knows how long this place had been sealed, everywhere was covered in dust.
"Let’s go in." Su Ziyu nodded and entered the palace first.
In front of him was a bedchamber.
Going up the stairs, one can see a luxurious but decrepit large bed, yet the atmosphere here is oppressive, more like a solemn and luxurious prison than a bedchamber.
On the bed supported by those pillars, Su Ziyu could see a huddled figure clad in a black robe, its life force flickering like a candle fla, as if any mont it might extinguish.
That should be the Second Prince of Lorric.
Rumor has it; he couldn’t even lift the lightest sword.
"Oh."
"Two more who haven’t learned their lessons, I see."
A sigh accompanied by a faint gray mist echoed as the Lorric Second Prince, huddled on the bed, slowly lifted his head and gazed at Su Ziyu and Sister Fried, coolly saying, "Welco, ashen one, fla keeper."
"I could never beco the king."
"Fed up with the fate of fire transmission and bloodline inheritance long ago."
On the right side of the chamber.
An extrely dangerous presence suddenly appeared in Su Ziyu’s senses; he heard a slight crawling sound, and in his sight, a burly figure, crowned, crawled out bit by bit from the shadows of the bedchamber.
"Prince Lorien." Sister Fried said solemnly.
A heavy great sword was stabbed into the ground.
Prince Lorien’s pale face gradually lifted, and his heavy armor scraped against the ground, with sparks erging, the great sword in his hand gradually ignited into a fierce fla.
This Prince Lorien was very tall and burly, likely over five ters high, but his legs were kneeling on the ground, crawling as if he couldn’t stand at all.
"A curse of the bloodline?"
Su Ziyu gazed upward at the Lorric Second Prince and straightforwardly said, "We’re not here for fire transmission."
Boom.
Prince Lorien’s figure jumped down directly; even with crippled legs, this once able to singlehandedly challenge the Demon Prince still wielded fearso strength, descending with a single-handed grip on the great sword, a surge of flas spreading upon striking down.
"Hmm?"
Upon hearing Su Ziyu’s words, the Lorric Second Prince’s eyebrows furrowed, yet he didn’t halt his brother’s attack, coolly saying, "Not erged for fire transmission?"
"Then why have you co to my bedchamber?"
Boom.
Prince Lorien’s great sword slashed across, the surging flas turned into a forceful sword Qi, flipping a layer of bluestone floor right over.
Su Ziyu frowned, drawing the Yirushir Straight Sword to block, retreating three steps.
Strong power.
The divine race’s strength is much greater than that of giants.
"I’m not an ashen one." Su Ziyu discovered that the two princes before him couldn’t see through his disguise, assuming him an ashen one as well, hence he directly revealed the aura of the Lord of Cinder.
Filants of pale golden electricity arced in his eyes.
Now.
The difference between him and Sister Fried beca apparent; the Lorric Second Prince above seed confused, subtly gesturing for the grand prince to cease the attack, then frowning, "A Lord of Cinder?..."
"Another Lord of Cinder has erged?"
These princes had been secluded in the bedchamber for too long, entirely cut off from news, not even aware of intelligence from the Fire Transmission Ritual Site.
"Haha." As if recalling sothing amusing, the Lorric Second Prince couldn’t help but mockingly laugh, "A Lord of Cinder would ally with ashen ones?"
"Not erged for fire transmission?"
"Then why have you co here?"
As he said this, he subtly coughed, as if even breathing was slightly labored.
This Second Prince is truly a sickly character.
Su Ziyu frowned, eyeing the two princes before him; one crippled, crawling on the ground; the other extrely weak, seemingly too feeble even to stand, a situation worse than anticipated; he could only sigh, shaking his head slightly, "Here to extinguish the fire!"
Extinguish the fire?
Hearing Su Ziyu’s words, the Lorric Second Prince looked bewildered and then couldn’t help but chuckle, "Extinguish the fire? Haha!...cough..."
"You wish to extinguish the First Fla?"
"Preposterous!"
"Do you realize the First Fla cannot be quenched so easily?"
"Surely, as ashen ones co, they will take your heads!"
Said Su Ziyu, looking upwards at the Lorric Second Prince, "Because your brother is already turning into a zombification?"
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