The King Of Warriors novel (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 4200

Unfortunately, the entire area was under the cover of lightning, leaving no place to hide at all.

Boom!

Another bolt of lightning shot down, hitting a alchemist and promptly striking him to the ground.

At that, everyone was thrown into a panic, scrambling to escape in a frenzy.

“Stay calm, everyone! Simply running around at this time would only be courting death,” Jared hastily cried out to stop them.

“Listen to Mr. Chance! Don't panic! Also, stop right where you are!”

Wyatt also stopped everyone from running away chaotically.

Running around aimlessly at this point is the dumbest decision!

Rumble!

Lightning continued to strike relentlessly, but not every single one hit someone.

Whenever it struck the ground, it would carve out a massive crater.

After several strikes of lightning, Jared's eyes abruptly lit up.

He noticed that the lightning seemingly didn't strike indiscriminately, but blast certain areas selectively.

In turn, he realized that perhaps there was a way to predict or avoid the lightning strikes.

“Be on the lookout, everyone. The lightning seems to be following a certain trajectory. We need to figure out the pattern and use it to dodge the lightning,” Jared analyzed swiftly.

Upon hearing that, Wyatt immediately rallied the alchemists to assist Jared in observing and analyzing the lightning's order.

Following a tense discussion, they discovered that the lightning always prioritized attacking those with lower cultivation or weaker constitutions.

Perhaps that was Medicine God's deliberate arrangement to weed out those of lower capabilities.

That was also why Sylvain didn't allow those with low cultivation to enter Cauldron Peak.

The lightning was like the toxic mist, intensifying the deeper they ventured. It was the pivotal moment then. If they could just get past that point, they would pass the test of lightning.

Amidst the thunderous strikes of several thick bolts of lightning, the powerful alchemists on the outer circle unleashed their spiritual energy with all their might, forming a shield to protect the alchemists at the center who were less powerful.

But following the few bolts of lightning, the shield shattered with a loud crash. Several alchemists were sent flying to all crash to the ground, severely injured.

Upon witnessing that scene, Wyatt paled with shock.

As the lightning in the sky took shape once again, ready to strike down at any moment, everyone wore expressions of terror on their faces.

“President Chance, you should all go. Don't bother about us anymore,” an alchemist with lower cultivation said.

“Yes, President Chance. If you can escape, go ahead and do it. Otherwise, we're all going to die here! Sure enough, Cauldron Peak's magical items aren't easy to obtain. I've accepted my fate!”

Many alchemists waited for death to take them.

They knew that it was utterly impossible to pass through the lightning with their capabilities.