Chapter 1023 The reason why monsters are monsters

He stared closely at the jumping and flashing lightning in his hand, his eyes were extremely cold, and he snorted coldly: "Humph, didn't you say before that you could restrain my lightning fruit ability? In this case, then show me how to restrain it now!"

His words were as cold as the wind. As soon as he finished speaking, the lightning in Enel's hand, which had been relatively calm, suddenly seemed to be enraged, and began to twist and explode wildly!

In the blink of an eye, the violent lightning condensed into a huge and sharp spear, flashing with terrifying purple light all over.

Immediately afterwards, the long spear transformed from lightning suddenly shot out with astonishing speed and power, rushing straight forward!

Wherever it passed, the air seemed to be torn apart, making bursts of piercing whistling sounds.

Saint Trast, who was standing not far away on the opposite side, immediately sensed the terrifying aura emanating from the trident.

His expression changed instantly; his relaxed and confident look disappeared without a trace, replaced by a solemn look.

"Damn it! How dare you look down on me like that!"

Saint Trast roared in rage, and at the same time quickly mobilized all his strength to prepare for this thunderous blow.

The muscles on Saint Trast's already extremely strong body suddenly swelled up as if they were inflated, and the blue veins coiled on them like a dragon, as if they would break through the skin at the next moment.

His clenched fists were enveloped by a violent lightning energy, crackling, and dazzling flashes of lightning exploded from time to time.

At this moment, there was a sharp sound of "whoosh" breaking through the air, and a figure flashing with lightning crossed the sky at lightning speed, and in the blink of an eye it appeared only three meters away from Saint Trast.

The Thunder Dragon Trident, which emitted endless lightning, was surrounded by blazing purple flames. Even the air was burned and distorted wherever it passed. The rolling heat waves surged towards Saint Trast like a tide.

However, facing such a terrifying force, Saint Trast could only grit his teeth and persevere, roaring: "Heavy Drum·Thunder!"

Along with the roar, his iron fist wrapped in powerful lightning hit the Thunder Dragon Trident like a meteor.

In an instant, two equally powerful forces collided with each other, and for a moment the entire venue was shaken, and the gold-covered ground suddenly cracked!

At the point of impact, two balls of dazzling light burst out instantly. One was the blue-white lightning that erupted from Saint Trast's fist, and the other was the dark purple lightning carried by the Thunder Dragon Trident.

Lightning of two different colors intertwined and collided with each other, constantly canceling out and devouring each other.

At the same time, countless sparks of lightning were flying wildly in the air, and violent explosions continued to occur. Each explosion set off a gust of strong wind and huge waves, sweeping up everything around it.

Tezulo stared at the scene in front of him with wide eyes and horror, and a feeling of despair surged in his heart.

He realized that the situation was completely out of control and that staying here would only lead to death.

So he struggled with all his might to get up from the ground. His body was staggering, but he gritted his teeth, turned around, and started running with staggering steps.

"You'll die if you stay!"

As he ran, he kept muttering to himself.

At this moment, he clearly realized the huge difference between himself and those monsters whose reputations made the entire sea tremble.

They were powerful beyond imagination, and he had no power to resist them.

This huge gap made Tesoro feel extremely frustrated and frightened. He could only run away desperately now, hoping to escape from here so as not to be affected!