C74 If Weakness Is the Original Sin Then You Have No Pardon for It

Sssii! *

Thunder rumbled.

Several fist-sized bloody holes appeared on Mr. J's body. His blood had not even flowed out before it had evaporated into gas. The flesh around the wounds was all burnt.

The huge force sent Mr. J's giant body flying, crashing to the ground like a rag doll.

Mr. J's body was twisting around like a fish in water, the remaining lightning in his body rampaging around