'How much damage could these five hundred swords do?'
Fein knew that he needed to test it to know the accurate result... With this thought in mind. He controlled the swords with his will.
The swords changed directions one by one and their pointed end aimed at the mountain ranger from the distance.
WHOOSSHH!
Several whooshing sounds appeared as the swords flickered and disappeared, one after another.
A stream of yellow lights shot out as five hundred swords flew at a fast speed, as if they had a life on their own.
Under Fein's intent gaze, hundred of yellow lights penetrated hundreds of mountains, and most of them were divided into pieces.
Such huge devastation made the ground tremble and produced a thick sand mist that enveloped the atmosphere.
