Rain poured in sheets, and even the moonlight was blotted out by dark clouds. The sky seemed filled with nothing but the thunderous roar of a waterfall. Amid the darkness and damp, only the faint glow in the witches' eyes could be seen.
Jiang Han adjusted her broom's direction. Her exceptional hearing had already caught the faint ripple of a dragon's roar.
Whoosh—
A long white wake sliced past her. A witch had caught the signal and sped off to hunt like a falcon... In rain this heavy, a witch's flight was like darting back and forth between the sea and its surface.
Someone beat me to it... She shook her head helplessly, then turned to see Histeria and Chen Ligu already dragging trails of rain behind them as they vanished into the rainy night.
Though it was a rainy night, Jiang Han felt her blood boiling, expressing a wicked thrill.
She raised her head and looked at the cloud-choked sky, feeling slightly regretful.
"No moonlight tonight."
Even without moonlight to heighten the mood, it was still a fine time for hunting.
Jiang Han pressed one hand against her broom's handle and poured powerful leyline energy into it in one breath, altering its magical essence and making it a servant of Giant Cat Lamp power.
After making these preparations, her magical senses expanded without limit. The broom beneath her gradually fused with her Giant Cat Lamp power, and its flying state became closer to "levitation." At a speed that defied physical laws, it silently tore a wake through the rain-filled air.
At that moment, the downpour seemed to grow even heavier.
It seemed that wherever the Void invaded, leyline energy would always flood in, creating terrifying weather. But Jiang Han could feel it... This rainstorm formed from leyline energy did