Rain!
What started as a light drizzle became a heavier downpour, turning into a torrential deluge.
The entire world was mercilessly pounded by the ferocious rain.
The rain blurred the vision of the Demon Wolf Leader, and thoroughly drenched its pride as a Third-Rank Shadowflame Demon Wolf Leader.
The originally extensive River Heart Island.
Now, half of its area was battered and collapsed.
And the remaining half was teetering on the edge of destruction.
In a corner, the Flame Wolf Leader scrutinized the human.
And the human was scrutinizing it.
Man and wolf stood at an impasse.
If it didn't move, that was fine.
But the moment it made a move, the Witchcraft Bomb in the human's hand, brimming with Light Power, would be thrown directly onto its forehead.
It had only been a while.
But it had already lost count of how many such Witchcraft Bombs it had consumed.
Luckily, it had the powerful physique of a Leader, strong enough to withstand the assault—for the time being.
