The brilliant circle behind Edward flared with a resplendent light.
Boom!
A surge of blue lightning erupted from them. Wide, overwhelming, and utterly unstoppable. It didn't strike like a bolt. No. It surged like a vast tidal wave.
The front ranks of the undead horde were hit first and… vanished. Their rotting bodies were burned away in an instant, reduced to ash before they could even react.
Nothing remained of them to even regenerate from. It was brutal and merciless.
But Edward's spell didn't slow even the slightest. It fept pushing forward, swallowing the horde in its path, incinerating everything it touched.
For a brief moment, everything was bathed in a brilliant blue light.
And when the light faded, the land was unrecognizable. The ground had been torn apart, and a deep gouge carved straight through the battlefield where the attack had passed. The earth was split and overturned, and large chunks of soil were scattered around its path.
