A Massive Explosion!

Trombo watched Qin Ran and Mr. Big turn and flee, the contempt in his eyes deepening. He did not look surprised.

As far as he was concerned, it was the smartest choice they could make.

"Rock, now it's just the two of us!"

"We can finally settle our old score!"

As Trombo spoke, he raised both hands.

At once, the flames filling the ten-meter radius rushed toward his hands as though summoned, gathering and building.

In the space of a breath, a massive fireball two meters across appeared above Trombo's head.

The scorching heat seemed to ease.

But the fireball kept spinning and churning, flickering light and dark as though something terrible were about to hatch from within.

"Rock, this is a feast I've been preparing for you for a long time!"

"You mustn't disappoint me... even if it tears you to pieces!"

By the end, Trombo's face had twisted beyond recognition.

The faint gentleness about him had been stripped away. This savage face was Trombo's true one, and it suited him perfectly.

"Hmph!"

A slightly hoarse snort came from the shadows.

Rock, Shadow's Sting, seemed accustomed to silence. He had no intention of answering Trombo.

He let his actions speak instead.

The shadowy energy surrounding Rock streamed toward the short sword's hilt like silk unfurling in the wind.

He used the short sword as a conduit to inflict even greater harm on Trombo.

"Ah, that familiar sting! Jimmydo's Blade..."

"Rock, do you know what your problem is? You rely far too much on that weapon!"

"Yes, it's powerful!"

"But you shouldn't forget your own strength!"

"Look!

This is the hell I created—and you'll become part of my collection!"

"My most precious piece!"

Trombo gave a soft cry of pain, then laughed it off a moment later.

He had prepared