C912 Behind the Door

Crackling with energy, Qin Chuan extended his right hand, unleashing a thumb-sized bolt of the Power of Thunder. It gradually fragmented into countless minuscule strands, dispersing in every direction.

"Just be patient for a bit," Qin Chuan advised Angel. "In three minutes, all these eggs will perish under the might of my Power of Thunder."

Angel pressed her lips together