CRACKLE!
Golden lightning and thunder came crashing down—
Heaven's judgment had been delivered.
But then—
Something shocking happened.
And the crowd shivered in fear.
Every ounce of thunder and lightning sent by the Heavens was absorbed by whatever Draco was forging.
The Heavens didn't stop there.
They continued to unleash barrage after barrage of attacks toward Draco's creation—
And yet—
Every strike was absorbed.
Draco, still forging, was surprised.
Somehow, it was becoming easier to fuse the images together—
As if the Heavens had unknowingly provoked them into cooperating.
Draco wasn't sure—
Should he be thanking the Heavens for this?
They were making it easier for him to continue forging.
A massive amount of Originat was being drawn into Draco's creation.
Its aura was overwhelming.
The crowd, watching in horror, felt chills run down their spines—
This was true terror.
As for the young man—
When the explosion finally settled, his figure was revealed.
