"Tsk tsk." Du Yu sighed softly, stroking the "Ice Cream Cone" and feeling a hint of coldness at his fingertips.
The Glowing Firetorch still didn't have a solid form. If you wanted to hold it in your hands, you'd have to wrap your hands full of Demon Breath.
The whole torch was about 60 centimeters long, shrouded in black mist. From bottom to top, it grew thicker, with a flickering flame of phosphorescent green at its tip, radiating a strange glow.
Suddenly, a string of glowing green runes faintly appeared on the body of the torch. As Du Yu's finger swept past, the runes flashed one after another.
Du Yu had no idea what these mysterious symbols meant, but the exquisite characters had him totally enraptured.
An ordinary Ghost Firefly Torch definitely didn't have this set of phosphorescent green runes!
This is way too cool!
