Crack!
Just as the middle-aged man in the robe and his companions were feeling immensely proud, a sudden cracking sound rang out.
With this crackling sound, the once overwhelmingly powerful Thunder began to collapse.
As the cracking sound grew louder, the once majestic Thunder dissipated in mid-air, as if it had never appeared.
In contrast, Nameless remained unharmed, casually dusting off his hands with a relaxed expression.
It seemed as if he had not faced Thunder at all, but merely a gust of wind and some dust.
"This...how is this possible? He caught our Thunder with his bare hands?"
"So many of us combined, and we got completely thrashed by a mere teenager?"
"This is ridiculous, right? Are kids nowadays really this powerful?"
For a moment, the middle-aged man in the robe and his companions were utterly dumbfounded, displaying expressions of disbelief as they looked at Nameless.
