Ultimate Demonic Art—Bite of the Immortal Lightning Snake!
Lightning crackled like a thousand birds chirping at the same time. From the ground next to Mark, an incredibly huge snake made out of lightning rose up and flew towards Mark. Like an electric eel splitting the atmosphere—Mark felt his hair rise.
If he got hit without any Defensive Ability, he would surely burn to death.
And he didn't have any defensive demonic trick.
The Boss was not nearby to help, the Minotaur wouldn't reach him in time either.
Mark sighed.
I didn't want to use this…
Suddenly, his golden eyes grew absolutely calm. He spread out his arms wide as if embracing the lightning attack headed toward him. There was no fear in his heart, no doubt. Any attack, anything that came at him, let it.
He would take anything on!
Clown's Circus!
