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The Vengeful Flame Spirit's roar lasted a full five minutes. During that time, its health was locked, and it could not be attacked at all.

And how many players could withstand five minutes of attacks?

With the ground covered in self-destructing imps, vengeance monsters all around, and a debuff constantly draining health, even tens of thousands of players would have been slaughtered.

When the roar finally stopped, the Vengeful Flame Spirit's expression shifted from joy to rage. With an angry bellow, its entire skeleton began to glow red.

[Rage Face: Attack speed increased tenfold; attacks now sweep across an area.]

In this state, the Vengeful Flame Spirit was even more terrifying. Every strike could wipe out an elite team.

Unfortunately for it, it had run into Qin Chuan.

Before the Vengeful Flame Spirit could test its new attack speed, another skill came flying straight at it.

That familiar sensation filled the Vengeful Flame Spirit with dread.

In an instant, its Health Bar dropped to the final twenty percent.

But there, it locked again.

Clearly, the thing was forcing another phase transition. Qin Chuan just did not know what it would unleash this time.

He could not attack it anyway, so he might as well watch.

The Vengeful Flame Spirit's expression changed once more. Though little remained of its face but charred flesh, its sorrow was unmistakable.

Perhaps in response to that sorrow, rain began to fall from the sky.

The dark green raindrops looked dazzling, but they carried a terrifying aura of destruction.

Qin Chuan saw a few drops land on Scripps. They slid down his dragon scales, leaving tear-like trails that refused to fade. Knowing they would be trouble, Qin Chuan immediately recalled Scripps into the Shadow Domain, stripped the marks from his scales, and watched what