Though he had just stepped into the 7th-order demigod, his strength was much more powerful than those in the same realm. Even if his strength was halved, he doubted that the Hydra, who seemed to have also just stepped into the realm of the divine, could defeat him.
Nonetheless, he was curious about his strength.
The spark of bluish lightning continued to gather in the air until it fully formed the figure of a man—himself.
A clone made from fierce bluish sparks of lightning.
Then, Orion deactivated his gift and withdrew his hand.
Iy'yra and the other White Winged Gryphons widened their eyes in astonishment at the sight before them. They had never expected that the leader of their group could control such fierce lightning to such a minuscule level.
Truly worthy of being a divine being!
The being made of lightning looked at its arms and body before focusing on Orion. With a nod, it vanished with a streak of lightning.
Crackle!! Crackle!!
