whoosh!
With Roca's strong agility and reaction, facing such a "fatal" attack, he only tilted his head slightly, causing the thin part like a wooden stick to deflect and be stuck on the wall that was painted white and had a chemical smell, unable to move.
"An attack of this strength... cannot harm my body, the leader of the 'Order Society', 'Future'." Roca accurately called out the "name" of the boy in front of him who looked about the same age as him, muttered, glanced at "Future" in a reproachful manner, then walked to the side, turned on the switch on the wall, and lit up the only electric lamp hanging on the wall in the room.
Suddenly, the bright light dispelled the horrible orange-red sunset light that was pouring in from outside, and also dispelled the darkness filled with a pungent and foul smell in the messy room.
"What a pity, Roca. My strength still hasn't fully recovered. According to the rules set by the old gods, I still have to wait a long month to reach the previous standards." "Future" grinned, revealing his teeth that were scarlet and yellowish and covered with food residues, and said with a wry smile.
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