The blinding firelight illuminated the dark cave.
The green Evil God let out an angry roar, moving its sturdy legs as it charged towards Duanmu Huai. The vines on its body unfurled, every leaf and every blooming petal emitted a piercing scream—only to be wholly consumed by the raging flames that surged forth.
Duanmu Huai raised his left hand, the flame sprayer on his arm mercilessly roasting the Evil God before him, evaporating the once humid air and turning it dry. The large patches of green moss covering the walls spontaneously caught fire, enveloping the entire cave in a sea of flames.
