Living With My Lady Boss by Blue Silver novel Chapter 1521

"You? An elite?" Chandler smirked. "Anyone below the Sanctuary level can hardly call themselves an elite. Didn't you know that?"

Wilbur shook his head. "I do know that, but I'd get out of here with Sawyer now if I were you. You don't want to see what I'm capable of, trust me."

"F*ck you and your high horse, you're all talk! I don't want to kill him yet, Elder Fornst. Break his legs and keep him alive. I'm going to have some fun with him." Sawyer's expression turned monstrous, his eyes glinting venomously.

Chandler nodded, staring at Wilbur. "You asked for this."

Upon saying the words, Chandler let out a loud roar as he cast several spells in a row. "Way of Thunder!"

A thick stripe of thunder shot out of his hands, hurtling toward Wilbur.

This was a mid-tier spell, the Way of Thunder.

Thunder spells had particularly terrifying destructive powers, and a Sanctuary level cultivator was skilled enough to wield them in a way that would have any Ambience level cultivator dead or at least heavily wounded.

The Neeses trembled at the sight of Chandler's terrifying powers, screaming in shock.

Wilbur scoffed. "You really are an idiot to be pulling thunder spells on me of all people."

He did not even cast a spell, reaching out to grab the stripe of thunder. It turned into a warm ray of light at once, falling into Wilbur's grasp.

Wilbur opened his hands after that, and the thunder stripe disappeared into the air as rampant spiritual energy.

The sight left Chandler in shock.

Chandler's spell was no more than a joke to Wilbur, whose powers were unthinkably terrifying.

Chandler eventually snapped out of his stupor, going red in the face with humiliation as he roared, "How dare you! Take this! Thunderous Armor!"

A set of armor appeared on Chandler's body at once. It seemed to be made completely out of thunder and lightning, emitting a blinding glow that made Chandler look like a god on Earth.

The pressure from this nearly made the Neeses keel over, but Sawyer merely laughed wildly as if he was looking at those lambs awaiting their slaughter.

Sarah turned pale as well and would have died from the pressure if Chandler had not focused all of it on Wilbur.

"Take this, young man!" Chandler shouted, casting a blow at Wilbur.