章 1247: The Strongest MT?

A flash of light appeared in an empty space, and Rocky's figure emerged from within like a genie. Gungir shone with an incredibly sharp light in his hand. About five or six twisted rays of lights lashed out from the spear, tearing through the air, and occasionally whipping the sand, stirring up streams of dust and smoke.

The blue taint on Rocky's body had become thicker, especially on his face. Vivid blue patterns had appeared on it, like the markings on a soldier's face when they wanted to hide their identity. The veins on Rocky's temples were visibly protruding. His body was obviously not in its best condition at the moment.