The false sun shone brilliantly, while blue-green mist steamed up from the ground.
Rustle, rustle, rustle—the hissing raindrops crashed into the volcano, sending blue-green vapor billowing upward.
Ground, sky, and volcano alike were swallowed by a thin veil of mist. The fog carried the scent of Jiang Han's magic, sweet as flowers baking beneath the sun, like a gust of air surging from sea blossoms, seeping and invading all the way into bone and marrow—a cancerous mutation called magic power.
The fire dragon realized that if this continued, it would be eroded by magic power.
It let out an enraged roar. The magical rainwater around it revealed its savage form, turning into "rain threads" that tangled tightly around its body.
Spear-like flames carrying magma shot out from around it. The temperature seemed to rise once more, making the volcano, cooled by the rain, blaze hot again.
Boom!
Flames burst apart and magma splashed everywhere. Molten rock at thousands of degrees Celsius, mixed with kinetic force sufficient to pierce protective suits, struck Jiang Han in full.
The magic power of Rain of Omniscience shrouded her body. This force, enough to instantly kill an unprepared Witch, left no trace on Jiang Han. Her hair briefly caught fire, only to cool at once. Several holes were briefly burned into her clothes, then immediately restored, like some strange writhing animal. The Witch's immortality displayed itself before the monster.
It made the monster wonder whether it was the monster—or that human-shaped creature was.
Regarded by the fire dragon as something impossible to kill, Jiang Han lowered her head and glanced at her body, then at the heat-radiating rubble around her. She curled her lips in a smile that was both gentle and savage.
Die.
...That simple wish flashed through her heart as she swept her