The rain poured down in torrents.
These flames were not something ordinary rain could extinguish; not even true water formed by mana could overcome them.
But before this rain, the flames appeared utterly powerless.
With just a single drop, a vast patch of flames was snuffed out, leaving not even steam behind.
The world-consuming fire swiftly disappeared as the rain fell onto the Candle Dragon, unraveling his divine lamp. The Ancient Green Candle Lamp remained lit, as it was an innate treasure, but its power was restricted to a radius of ten yards around it.
And what use was that?
The Candle Dragon no longer had the strength to resist.
"It worked!" Excitement flashed in the eyes beneath the Great Destiny's mask.
Like a sword suspended above the heads of all beings, the Candle Dragon.
Now that the devil has been defeated, all beings can finally enjoy freedom and peace.
"What is this true water?"
