C66
"Hiss, kacha, boom …" The interweaving and entangling of thunder produced many different sounds, but they were all deafening.
At this moment, Nie Chen was standing on the ground with two bolts of lightning in each of his hands, as though he had caught four lightning dragons.
His face was even darker than before, like charcoal. Only his eyes shone with a sharp light amidst the darkness