As his number one subordinate was defeated, it was like toppling the first domino in a line; the rest of the subordinates couldn't last more than 30 seconds in Lin Beichen's hands.
In a flash of lightning and thunder, Lin Beichen seemed to be enveloped by the Thunder itself. With every strike, a sizzling sound akin to roasting meat echoed, accompanied by the screams of his subordinates, each falling to the ground charred.
Due to the interference of the thunder, Brooklyn couldn't comprehend what was happening. But as he saw his subordinates lying on the ground, emanating the smell of cooked meat, fear inevitably surfaced in his heart.
After an indeterminate amount of time, Brooklyn's body was still as if immobilized, watching his subordinates writhe and wail on the ground.
Those who could scream were the lucky ones because those who couldn't make a sound had already turned into warm corpses under Lin Beichen's attacks.
