Living With My Lady Boss - Season 7 Episode 98

Abolt of lightning flashed by and the soldiers at the very front collapsed into a pile of sand.

Isabella snapped out of it and realized that the lightning had come from Wilbur.

She glanced around and saw more soldiers approaching.

Ryder held onto the super cannon and said, “I only have ten rounds left.” Wilbur shook his head and said, “Isabella, don’t waste your bullets.” Isabella nodded.

Wilbur brought his hands together, and above his head, a roaring lightning ball appeared. In an instant, the lightning ball transformed into countless bolts of lightning, striking in all directions.

Dozens of soldiers were instantly

shattered, turning back into sand, Isabella widened her eyes and gaped at Wilbur, all the while thinking to herself, ‘So, he can control lightning, too?” She was already deeply impressed by the skill Wilbur displayed when he fought Logan earlier, yet the realization that he could control lightning on top of that shook her to her core.

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It was impressive enough that Wilbur was a formidable cultivator, but the fact that he was skilled with spells as well made him a genius amongst cultivators.

Wilbur scowled. “This is bad. Let’s hurry.” Ryder nodded and followed Wilbur’s lead to press forward, while Isabella followed closely behind.

sand soldiers kept appearing on the streets and in houses to attack them, and Wilbur simply dealt with them using

lightning.

The lightning ball and bolts of lightning that he had emitted were hardly spells and simply the nature of his physique, so he could summon lightning with ease.

Only high-class thunder spells would be considered spells from his perspective.

Naturally, Isabella was not aware of this, so she simply admired Wilbur for being able to summon lightning at his will.

Even cultivators who studied thunder- type spells could not wield thunder with such ease. It seemed surreal that Wilbur was an expert in both spells and cultivation.

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As they pushed deeper, the energy intensified, and the number of soldiers increased.

Regardless, they were all defeated by Wilbur’s powerful lightning bolts.

Isabella’s initial anxiety slowly faded as

the strength Wilbur showed gave her great confidence in the road ahead.

The sun began to set, casting the last remnants of its glow upon the ruins, adding a sense of desolation and eeriness.

On the street ahead of Wilbur and the others, a squadron of sand cavalry appeared.

A general at the forefront sat atop his horse, adorned in armor, and wielding a long spear, both shimmering with runes and emanating a formidable spiritual pressure.

Wilbur instantly concluded that it was an Ambience level figure. Behind him, there were around a hundred sand cavalry, each clad in armor and wielding long spears, all pointing directly at Wilbur and his group. These sand cavalries were also at the Aura level, making them more powerful than Isabella individually.

Wilbur furrowed his brows and

wondered, ‘What kind of entity or existence in that castle could command beings of this level?’ Just then, the sand cavalry general pointed his spear at Wilbur, urging his mount, and charged towards Wilbur. The sand cavalry followed its lead wordlessly.

It was an intimidating moment, especially for Isabella. Noticing that each of the soldiers would overpower her, she found it hard to breathe and had to channel all her aura in order to remain standing.