Chapter 368: Hurry Up and Queue It Up Again, Thunderfire Sword Domain!

"S-Sauna???" Sullivan Oldakers's mouth twitched hard. A nameless fury surged up his chest. An attack this terrifying, and Stefan Zimmerman treated it like a sauna? Damn it. This kid's tongue was poison. The kind that killed without paying for the funeral. Anger aside, shock hit him like a tidal wave. Ten full minutes under his Celestial Thunder and earthfire, and Stefan not only stayed alive, he even had the leisure to crack jokes. That was… Wasn't this a little too absurd? Davis Farrell,...