The Wrath of Black Lightning

Lei Gong began ascending further into the darkened sky, his form surrounded by a storm of crackling energy. Each burst of lightning erupted with a BOOM that shook the heavens, scattering debris from the already devastated landscape below. Suspended above the flattened remains of the God Hunter settlement, his voice rolled like thunder, an ominous decree of his power.

"A mere mortal injuring a god," Lei Gong mused, his words cutting through the air like the sharp edge of a blade. CRACK-BOOM! Lightning surged behind him, lighting up the sky in bursts of brilliant white. A faint smirk curled his lips as he added, "No, not a mere mortal. A godlike mortal, I suppose. But worry not, Shiki. This will be the greatest feat of your hunter's life—and your last."

The air grew heavier as his lightning intensified, no longer flickering gently—it thrashed violently, convulsing as if it was alive. In a blinding flash, Lei Gong's form dissolved into a pure bolt of thunder, his physical presence unseen. The clouds churned and rippled, darkening further as streaks of lightning clashed violently in the storm. The atmosphere groaned under the weight of his power, each lightning clash punctuated by a KRRRACK that tore the sky apart.

From his hidden position, Lei Gong's voice echoed ominously.

"God Mode: Catastrophic Black Lightning."

The once-dazzling white lightning that danced across the heavens turned an ominous shade of black, plunging the surroundings into a surreal twilight. Suddenly, a thousand bolts of black lightning rained down, each one striking with the force of an apocalyptic storm. KABOOM! BOOM-BOOM! Entire mountains were obliterated in a single strike, shattering into dust and scattering into the winds. Trees disintegrated, vaporized by the sheer heat. The ground itself became smooth and featureless, as though existence had been erased entirely.

Shiki, hovering mid-air with his Human Buddha towering protectively behind him, roared in defiance. The thousand arms of the Buddha moved in unison, forming a glowing red barrier that expanded outward to shield its master. CRACK-KRRRRK! The first wave of black lightning collided with the barrier, shaking it violently. The second bolt tore through the defense like paper, slamming into Shiki's body with an earsplitting BOOM.

"Arrghh!" Shiki's scream pierced the chaos as his body convulsed from the shock. His veins glowed as his body struggled to withstand the attack. BOOM! BOOM! More lightning bolts rained down, each one stronger than the last, reducing Shiki's aura to flickering embers. His flesh charred, his bones cracked, and his lifeless form hovered as though caught between life and death.

Lei Gong's voice, cold and mocking, echoed from the storm clouds above. "This is the limit of your so-called godlike strength? Pathetic. I thought you would at least entertain me longer."

Far from the center of destruction, Arya led the children and mothers through the forest, her heart racing with fear. Behind her, the black lightning storm raged, the sky flashing with bursts of ominous light. Each bolt struck with an earth-shaking BOOOOM, the sound so loud it felt like the world itself was splitting apart.

"Hurry!" Arya yelled, her voice hoarse. She grabbed a crying child by the arm, pulling them forward as the ground beneath them quaked with each lightning strike. CRACK! KRRRRRACK! A bolt struck a tree behind them, vaporizing it instantly and sending a wave of heat and ash that made Arya wince.

"Stay together!" she urged, shielding the children with her body. Her hands trembled, but her grip on her bow was firm. Sweat dripped down her face as she looked back, her eyes widening at the sight of the lightning consuming everything in its path.

A child stumbled, falling into the mud. Arya turned and scooped them up, her voice trembling. "It's okay. You're okay. Keep going."

The sky above roared with fury as another bolt descended. KRA-KOOOOOM! It struck a nearby hill, the explosion sending debris flying everywhere. Arya flinched, ducking as rocks and dirt rained down on them. She quickly regrouped the survivors in a small clearing, standing guard with her bow drawn.

"Father…" she whispered, her voice cracking as tears welled in her eyes. "Please tell me you're okay."

Amidst the chaos, Shiki's lifeless form hovered in the air, his aura nearly extinguished. His mind flickered with fragmented thoughts of Arya and the people he had sworn to protect. Did they make it out? Did I buy them enough time? A faint smile crept onto his charred lips, even as his consciousness faded.