Chapter 79: The White-Haired Lad

Whoosh.

The moment Stroph stepped onto the air,"Negative Energy" quickly began to gather and condense beneath his feet, what surprised him was that he didn't need to expend anything but a minimal, inexhaustible supply.

Not half a breath later, instead of "Negative Energy", there was a black, sturdy platform that held Stroph perfectly in the air.

<AHAHAHAHA, it fucking works, okay, let's practice a little>. The next moment everyone saw an unbelievable sight.

Instead of heading towards the battling Violet and Henry, Stroph began walking slowly around the building, constantly creating incomprehensible black platforms beneath him that resembled the shape of disks.

"What the hell is he doing?" Claire, like everyone else, didn't understand what Stroph was doing, or, for that matter, what kind of strange technique he was using now as she had never seen anything like it before.