The trigger of the Banshee was pulled.
The iron bullet fired from the pitch-black muzzle, resonating with a sharp explosion like the wail of a banshee.
The bullet, imbued with the power of Yin Thunder, exploded, unleashing endless darkness and lightning, intertwining with each other.
Purple lightning and white brilliance gathered into a rolling tide, producing a rumbling roar, each arc like an evil spirit imprisoned in a black abyss, flickering with a menacing glow.
Yin Thunder surged forth like an evil dragon from the quagmire, carrying destructive power forward, engulfing mud, decaying plant roots, and even the high sky, sweeping all into this dark vortex.
In an instant, the massive toad in the mire was swallowed by the Yin Thunder summoned by Kamiyagawa.
But within the whirl of the menacing purple lightning, the toad's hissing and roaring grew even louder.
After all, it is a deity, naturally not easy to deal with.
"Huajing!"
