"Boom!"
A huge cannonball and rocket launcher fired into the sky, then exploded with a thunderous boom.
Flames, shockwaves, and liquid metal parted the clouds to reveal a blood-red full moon.
The Werewolf, now fully re-empowered, howled to the heavens, its claws tearing out continuous Wind Blades that split the fiery clouds.
Meanwhile, the priest did nothing else but held a scripture, muttering prayers.
Not until the firestorm was a hair's breadth from their heads did he finally raise the scripture.
Golden rays of Holy Light enveloped all the players, coating them in a golden body.
The firestorm completely descended, reducing the entire village to ruins.
However, all players were protected by the Holy Light, unharmed.
The remnants of the firestorm reassembled into Liu Zheng, who could no longer maintain his human form and had become a charred silhouette.
The flames still burned but had significantly weakened.
