C157 I Think I Just Came

"Brat, go to hell!" A stern shout echoed in the ruins of the rocks.

The five fingers of his right hand, which was wrapped in Lightnings, merged together and pierced towards a young figure like an indestructible spear.

"Ha!"

His golden hair was lifted up by the incoming storm, and a hint of madness appeared on his tender face. He formed an incantation gesture with his right hand and shouted