Chapter 1022 Trast Saint's Rebellion

"Enough!" With a roar, Saint Trast roared loudly like an enraged lion!

The sound was deafening, and Tezulo subconsciously covered his ears.

"collapse!"

Then, there was a sound of breaking.

Saint Trast used all his strength to desperately pull the lightning that was wrapped around his body apart.

The broken lightning dissipated in the air in an instant like torn strips of cloth.

At the same time, a layer of shiny dark armament domineering quickly covered the surface of his body, like an indestructible armor.

Above this layer of domineering aura, streams of gleaming energy continued to surge, emitting a powerful and heart-pounding oppressive force.

“Dirty garbage!”

Saint Trast, who had escaped from the lightning, was now emitting scorching heat all over his body, like a volcano about to erupt.

His eyes were wide open as he stared at Enelu in front of him, and the breath from his mouth seemed to ignite the air.

"How dare you do that to me!!!"

He roared angrily and gasped for breath, his chest heaving violently, obviously having consumed a great deal of physical strength and energy.

It can be seen that the injuries this guy suffered were quite serious, but even so, he still stood there stubbornly without any intention of retreating.

When his words reached Enel's ears, his face, as calm as water, did not fluctuate at all.

"Do I need to explain what I did to an idiot like you?!"

Then he stretched out his broad and powerful palm, and a fierce electric current like a mad dragon instantly burst out from his palm, shooting to the side at lightning speed!

“Sizzle!!!!”

Accompanied by a deafening sound, the lightning quickly shuttled and spread in the air like a wild horse.

Wherever it passed, whether it was the smashed gorgeous tables and chairs or the collapsed cabinets and facilities, they were all melted in an instant by this powerful lightning!

At the same time, the temperature in the entire room suddenly soared to a height that ordinary people could not bear, like a lit powder keg. The hot breath rushed in the face, making people suffocate.

"My gold!"

Seeing the melted golden tables and chairs, Tesoro had no idea why Enel suddenly did this and was full of doubts.

However, before he could recover from his shock, the lightning that was originally spreading outwards suddenly changed direction without any warning and reflected back at a faster speed than before.

The substances that had melted into golden water flowed down the ground and gathered at the feet of the two people. A powerful aura burst out from Saint Trast and blew the golden water away.

At this time, the flowing gold and water quickly solidified into shape.

"What a pity. I was planning to give you a dignified death."

Enelu spoke out.

At this moment, electric currents flashing with blue light kept jumping and reflecting on the ring, illuminating the surroundings with a golden glow, like a dream.

"What on earth do you want to do?!"

Saint Trast frowned tightly, his eyes were as sharp as a knife, he stared at Enelu and shouted.

Facing the other party's questioning, Enelu just glanced at him coldly, and that cold and ruthless look seemed to be able to penetrate a person's soul.

Then, he stretched out his hand without hesitation and grabbed the rebounding lightning. Surprisingly, the terrifying electric current that was enough to destroy everything became extremely docile in his hands, like a well-behaved and obedient kitten.