C33 King Beast Black Mantis

The Insect Mark lit up, and the javelin flew back into Wang Mang's hand at an incredible speed. The black praying mantis, which had fallen to the ground, slowly flapped its wings and flew back into the air. Its triangular head kept shaking. It seemed that it was still a little dizzy. Wang Mang smiled.

His javelin was at least three times faster than the speed of sound