"So full of yourself!"
Charles Davidson disdainfully glanced at Wyatt Barnes and laughed coldly, "One move, just one move...is all I need to send you to hell."
As the words left Charles' lips, he hurled himself forward, transforming into a bolt of lightning.
The lightning tearing through, creating a thunderous sonic boom, surged towards Wyatt.
Whoosh!
A spirit sword appeared out of nowhere in Charles' hand.
The spirit sword shot forward, its Origin Force rampant, transforming into a raging cobra, ruthlessly striking at Wyatt.
Around this cobra's body, fierce blue energy clung to it.
Above the Void, an ancient Horned Dragon shadow took form, looming ominously.
Around this ancient Horned Dragon shadow, seven hundred and forty ancient elephant shadows followed suit.
"Peep Naught Realm, Sixth Level!"
Almost instantly, Brendan Rowan and Millon Pond were the first to react, their faces changing drastically.
They could tell.