Crackle!
Small white lightning arcs were crackling on the destroyed ground.
Amid the destroyed ground, Evan was lying with a haggard appearance and a bloodied body. The Sunfire armour that he was wearing was almost shattered, his body was charred from many places and there were two fist-sized holes in his abdomen and chest. Blood was flowing out from his wounds and the light in his eyes was very dim. White lightning was still crackling around his body and he was groaning in pain.
Currently, the aura around him was so weak that even a D rank goblin could easily kill him.
Evan tried to move but found his body was completely numb because of the lightning that was still crackling on the ground.
He used his shadow senses and sighed inwardly. All of his shadow undeads other than two Wyverns and Ariel whom he sent away earlier were dead.
He used the last bit of his mana and summoned one of his Wyverns.
