Villain Ch 1096. Sixth Sense
The impact was brutal, and the Specter's body erupted into a cloud of black smoke as it collided with the lesser monsters, scattering them like debris. The minions, once focused and relentless in their assault, became disoriented. Their movements grew erratic, their cohesion shattered by the loss of their leaders. Chaos spread through their ranks as they began turning on each other, some lashing out blindly, their cursed instincts driving them into a frenzy.
This was the moment Allen had been waiting for.
"Hellfire Rain," he muttered under his breath, his eyes glowing with a fierce determination. He raised his hand. The sky, or what passed for it in the Abyssal Rift, roiled with black clouds, and a moment later, streams of fire began raining down on the chaotic mass of minions.
