Path To Godhood Begins With Marrying Wife And Gaining SSS Rank Skill Chapter 649: Lightening Tribulation

Keeping the Xylos Saints aside, even the people from Arcadia were completely taken aback by the heaven defying spell unfolding before their eyes.

Every noble, every Divine Knight, and every Mythic expert looked toward the center of the storm with expressions filled with disbelief while countless ordinary soldiers simply stood frozen where they were because the sight before them had gone far beyond anything they had imagined possible.

They already knew that Ethan was a dual path wielder.They knew he walked both the path of swordsmanship and the path of magic.

However, knowing something and witnessing it with their own eyes were completely different matters.

No one had expected his secondary path to be just as terrifying as his primary one.

Following a single path was already an unimaginable hardship that consumed decades or even centuries of a person's life. It demanded endless training, countless battles, and extraordinary talent merely to reach the higher realms.

Trying to master two paths at the same time was no different from committing suicide.

At least, that was what everyone believed.

Yet the young man standing before them had shattered that common sense without the slightest hesitation.

Many nobles unconsciously muttered under their breath.

"How?"

"A man so young..."

"How did he do that?"

"This is simply impossible."

Nobody could answer.

Standing beneath the endless storm while flashes of lightning continuously ripped apart the darkness surrounding him, Ethan looked less like a human and more like an immortal ruler descending from the heavens to judge the world itself.

Every crimson flash illuminated his figure for a brief instant before darkness swallowed everything again, only for another violent arc to split the sky moments later and reveal his calm expression once more.

For a brief moment, even the charging Saints slowed down.

However, hesitation lasted only an instant.One of the Xylos Saints gritted his teeth and roared loudly.

"Don't be fooled by this!"

"There is no way he can keep this up forever!"

"Move!"

The shout immediately stirred the others.

Several Saints clenched their weapons tightly before forcing themselves forward once again while refusing to believe that a single Divine Knight could maintain such overwhelming magic for long.

Ethan slowly narrowed his eyes while watching the approaching figures.

Instead of fear...

A chilling smile quietly crept across his face.

The corners of his lips gradually lifted higher and higher until the expression became so unsettling that two advancing Saints instinctively slowed down and nearly stumbled in midair because an indescribable sense of danger suddenly crawled through their bodies.

The remaining experts continued charging.

Seeing their determination, Ethan casually cracked his fingers.

A crisp sound echoed through the air.

Inside his heart, he remained completely calm.

He was not wasting time.

During the past few years, his strength had grown so much that even he sometimes wondered where his own limits truly lay. There were moments when he genuinely feared accidentally killing someone merely by unleashing too much power.

He had not experienced a proper battle for a very long time.He knew he could kill some of these Saints if he truly wished to.

Doing so, however, would create endless complications.

For now...

Delaying them was more than enough.

Slowly, Ethan raised one hand toward the heavens.

The moment his fingers moved, dozens of enormous magic circles materialized across the sky.

One after another.

One after another.

Their number increased without end until they completely covered the battlefield above.

The surrounding mana violently churned.

The world itself seemed to begin swirling as an unimaginably large storm gathered overhead.

Violent winds roared through the heavens while Ethan's hair danced wildly around him and his clothes fluttered fiercely beneath the pressure.

Crimson lightning suddenly erupted from his body.

Unlike ordinary lightning, these bolts were unnaturally dense.

They carried a heavy destructive aura that seemed capable of tearing reality itself apart.

Thick crimson arcs spread through the sky like enormous dragons while continuously colliding with one another and producing deafening explosions. Every flash illuminated the battlefield blood red before vanishing into darkness again.

The clouds overhead twisted violently.

The mountains trembled.

The earth below shook continuously.

For everyone watching, it felt as though the entire world stood on the verge of destruction.

Without saying a single word, Ethan slowly extended his hand upward.

A gigantic bolt of crimson lightning descended from the heavens.Instead of allowing it to strike naturally he grabbed it.

His fingers wrapped around the raging pillar of destruction as though he had seized the tail of a living beast.

The violent energy roared wildly around his arm.Electric arcs spread in every direction.

The sight alone left countless people speechless.One approaching Saint's eyes widened.

"What the hell..."

Before he could react further...

Ethan swung his arm.The enormous bolt was hurled forward like a divine spear.

The Saint immediately roared and slashed with all his strength.

A gigantic arc of sword energy burst across the heavens while carrying enough force to split mountains apart.

The two attacks collided.

BOOOOOOOOOOM!

The impact unleashed a deafening explosion that shook the battlefield from end to end.

For one brief instant, sword light and crimson lightning struggled against one another.

The very next moment the sword energy shattered.

It cracked apart from the center before completely collapsing beneath the overwhelming force of the lightning.

The crimson bolt continued forward without losing momentum.

The Saint barely had enough time to widen his eyes before the attack engulfed his entire body.

The sky exploded into blinding light.

Violent thunder echoed endlessly.

When the brightness finally faded, the Saint had already been blasted backward while completely surrounded by raging lightning. His armor cracked apart. Blood sprayed through the air. His body spun uncontrollably before crashing into the distant mountains and disappearing beneath collapsing stone.

The remaining Saints instinctively halted.Their expressions had completely changed.

Ethan merely looked at them calmly.

Another bolt descended into his waiting hand.He grabbed it once more.

Without hesitation, he threw it.

One crimson pillar after another descended from the heavens before being hurled forward by Ethan with terrifying precision, each strike resembling a catastrophic weapon capable of wiping entire armies from existence while thunder continuously roared across the battlefield and the heavens themselves seemed determined to erase everything standing below