In that moment, a rope fell from the flying ship, and Jock slid down it all the way to the ground.
He saw the Purple Cobras and didn't hesitate, and kicked at Rooker, who blocked it with his baseball.
Bang!
"Huh?"
Rooker frowned.
"Jock!"
Cleo shouted happily.
"…"
Jock looked with anger at Rock, then kicked off the baseball and landed beside Shiro with a cold look in his eyes.
"…Rather good timing, Jock. What the hell is up with that flying ship?"
Shiro asked.
"We don't have time to talk about that. How the hell are we going to deal with this bastard?"
Alpha asked angrily as he stared at Rooker.
"We don't have anything to worry about."
Jock said with a smile.
In that moment, Julian landed on the roof of the dojo building and locked his gaze on Rooker, and his aura crashed at him like a tidal wave.
"Ugh… Martial Emperor?"
Rooker's back turned cold with sweat, and he could tell that Julian's aura was even greater than his.
