The pillar of light plummeted down, leaving sheer devastation in its wake – reverberating tremors shook the ground, chunks of concrete were hurled in all directions, buildings were destroyed, parked vehicles obliterated, and clouds of dust and smoke surged forward.
The drenching rainstorm had already obscured the visibility, but now, it was practically impossible to see anything on this street.
It wasn't until a few minutes later when the howling storm winds cleared out the smoke and dust, the flashes of lightning lit up this scene of utter destruction.
Everything was in ruins, and amidst the deluge of heavy rainfall, something stirred a few steps away from Nero and Anastasia.
It was the cloaked man. He was standing. His robes had jagged and burnt patches, but overall, he seemed unharmed.
Nero's face paled as he saw that. He had just unleashed a monumental pillar of light capable of splitting a mountain in half on that man!
