SUPREME ARCH-MAGUS

Chapter 551 Thunderbolt of Radiant Fury, Roar of Eternal Storm!

"Wrmmm" "Wrmmm..." "Wrrrrmmm"

The sky was rumbling with heavy bolts of lightning. The night became more dark as thick rain and dark clouds covered the royal capital city.

Inside the white wood tree trunk, Kent sat in lotus position. The divine crystal of lightning glowed on his forehead as Kent covered the entire city in a night of intense storm.

"Boom"

"Boom"@@@@

"Boom"

Occasionally, lightning hit the capital city randomly. But the superior magical barrier above the capital city didn't let the lightning get past it. But the noise of heavy rain pouring is going to help Kent in many ways.

"I think it's time." Chelli, who was patiently waiting beside Kent, spoke in a soft tone.

Kent opened his eyes with a determined face. The five beast men also stood waiting before him, inside the tunnel.

Kent stared at the long tunnel before him with a serious look. Everything was planned out in advance and he just needed timely execution.

While Chelli and beastmen were staring at Kent with racing hearts, Kent began making his final preparation. He infused mana into the earth dragon boots given by the god of earth. Then wore the ghost shadow cloak given by the god of wind.

The milky bird landed on his shoulder and Kent hanged the divine pot on his waist.

"Vajra Rudra Garjhana... Indra Teja Mahabala... Veera Shura Shakthi Arpana"

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"Thunderbolt of Radiant Fury, Roar of Eternal Storm!" - Tyrant Ascension body!]

Kent's shadow cloak billowed softly behind him, melding with the darkness, rendering him nearly invisible as he moved like a silent light ray. His treasure boots allowed him to slip from one cell to the next like a ghost.

Each step carried him closer to the targeted prisoners, his face hidden beneath the hood as he worked methodically, leaving no trace of his presence.

Kent first secured Ria and tossed her sleeping body into the divine pot,

Then he stopped at another prison cell, where a large, muscular mage lay, bound by enchanted cuffs. Kent's voice was barely a whisper. "Well, my friend, you're about to be freed. Just hold tight."

The milky bird let out another low, resonant chirp, and the cuffs fell to the ground with a soft clink. Without hesitation, Kent lifted the sleeping prisoner with surprising ease and, with a flick of his wrist, tossed him into the Divine Pot that glowed faintly at his side.

"Perfect. One down," Kent muttered, moving swiftly to the next cell.

He repeated the ritual, his movements as precise as a dance, the bird's calls filling the air with a hauntingly beautiful song that shattered the spellwork in every cell. The prisoners slumped forward, spellbound by the Goddess of Lust's Asthra, every one of them too deep in slumber to feel Kent's grip as he transferred them to the Divine Pot.

Yet, with every prisoner he freed, the suspense mounted and time melted away.

After transferring yet another body, Kent glanced at the faint glimmer of moonlight filtering through a barred window. Time was running short. He'd planned everything meticulously, but he knew he couldn't linger too long.

The bird felt her throat dry as it chirped nonstop. Thankfully, some prison cells held more than 10 members, making Kent task easier and saving a lot of time. Practically, he was disappearing from one place to another and with each passing second he saved tens of people.

"50... 100... 200...350... 450... 512..."

"God, this is more tiresome than I expected." Kent gritted teeth in frustration as he finished securing the last person on the list.

As he reached the last stretch, he murmured, "Alright, Jamba Zi, your freedom is long overdue."

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