Stupid!

"Rakka?!" Lathel immediately recognized who had just appeared.

Of course it was Rakka, the male lead he trusted the most since coming to this world until now.

Rakka wore a normal outfit, however, his aura was extremely powerful, radiating an overwhelming power around his body like an ancient monster.

Lathel took a deep breath, realizing that this was the aura of a master who once stood at the pinnacle of the world, just one step away from the throne of God.

BAM!

Ikarys' arrow flew into the distance, then exploded, creating a giant ball of heat, followed by a hurricane-like shockwave that blew out into the surroundings.

Ikarys frowned, although the young man standing in front of him was not of high level, he did not understand why he felt extremely afraid.

It was as if he was facing a giant mountain that would never be overcome.

"You bastard!" Ikarys gritted his teeth, his expression a little worried, a little scared.