Chapter 162
He took out his sword, and the roaming thunder streak merged with the blade.
The sword seemed to vibrate with strong power, glowing with a fierce, electric blue.
He swung the sword, and a wave of lightning thunder traveled from it, directly blasting apart the wooden chair he aimed for.
"This is power! Hahaha!"
He laughed as he swung his sword a few more times, properly adapting to the power of the spirit. Each swing felt more natural, the sword becoming an extension of his own arm.
Each swing sent arcs of lightning through the air, his laughter mingling with the crackle of electricity.
"Alright, brat, get back. Next one, come forward." Sigfor nodded and called for the next person to step up.
He was internally satisfied that Daniel managed to summon a thunder spirit, matching his attribute. While it was an unranked spirit, it was still impressive for his age.
