Inferior ability user's return from the demonic realm

"Kuh, I don't know if that's the case! That drawstring boy, he's fucked! That's good for you! That's for the final showdown we developed against SS Rank Competencies."

Tell Julian to hurry as Doberg withstands the shockwave, and shudder.

"Doberk doesn't get it. Waterweight, you're strong, you can't just do that. Besides, I won't shoot as hard as I can, so it's okay. We're in danger because we let it go at this close range."

Julian, as always, is glowing, but his eyes are filled with unobtrusive light.

"Well... I guess I'll have Sitian Temple disappear on every site. We have to do that."

Julian increases his power and makes a concentrated demonic spirit appear on the palm of the raised blood vessels. The mass of that power pulsed as demonic and spiritual powers interacted, as if a new life had been born that could not be obsessed.

And from that sphere, the groans of disconnectors and fears, unknown to anyone, are leaking.

"Huhuhu. Lokialum, the direction to the counts. At least you're playing with the Four Heavens Temple in hell. Oh, and Nafas with me."

Only for a moment Julian showed the colour of fatigue. but I'll be right back to my usual Julian.

"Come on, I'm coming. Doberg, O'Sullivan, and Mr. Waterweight, can you hear me? I'll jump to Marinos at the same time I let this go. [M] You should have picked me up by now."

With that said, Julian raises his hands in heaven and raises upon it a huge mass of demonic spiritual power.

"Uh-oh!

Julian made a sound that squeezed her voice out of the bottom of her belly.

- Whoa, whoa.