Dozalna's fluorescent blue body emerged from beneath the sea.

It remained fixed on Gulerton in front of it, seething with rage.

The attack hadn't seriously injured its thick skin.

However, it was unwilling to accept this.

Why should this stupid thing that loves playing with fire get help?

Therefore, it was particularly angry.

Woohoo!

Let's have a one-on-one fight!

Guleton was naturally not swayed by Dozale's provocations; they were irreconcilable enemies. The angrier Dozale became, the happier Guleton was.

Even the lava flowing over its body shone brighter, as if it were hotter.

Similarly, Viktor was also sizing up Dozale.

To be precise, it was looking at its terrifying health bar.

Under an attack like that of Guleton, which could destroy a city.

Dozale's health bar only dropped by three percent.

However, this is normal.

After all, Dorzale is not a calamity like Dorragon, which is useless except for its speed.

This is on the sea, the home ground of Dozal.

The ocean is constantly replenishing its power.

On its home turf, it is confident that it can hold its own against two opponents.

Therefore, Dozale might be the toughest boss Victor has ever encountered.

But Viktor wasn't in a hurry.

Similarly, he hasn't used his trump card yet.

Wu Hu—

Dozale's massive body rose slightly from the sea surface, and a deep whale roar resounded like a booming bell.

The deep roar of the whale completely pushed aside the surrounding waves, creating subtle ripples that trembled on the vast sea.

As if responding to some kind of call, the dark clouds in the distance began to surge and gather rapidly.

The sparse clouds were drawn at a visible speed, suddenly gathering overhead.

The thick darkness quickly engulfed the entire sky, and beneath the churning clouds, sunlight seemed unable to penetrate any further.

The clouds and the waves became turbulent and violent, and the huge spray they generated seemed about to touch each other.

Above the sea, the white mist seemed to be manipulated, with thick smoke and dust swirling and settling around, once again covering the entire ocean.

Seeing this, Gulerton showed no sign of backing down.

It raised its head and let out a deafening roar, and flames burst and burned around it like a whirlwind.

Beneath the thick fog, a giant, hazy lighthouse gradually came into view.

The scorching heatwave spread rapidly outwards, forcefully pushing aside the surrounding white mist.

Lava surged from the seabed once more, piercing through the ocean, its fiery red light seemingly attempting to burn away all the white mist.

The scalding waves spread outwards from Guleton, and the sun in the sky seemed to grow even hotter.

It was as if it was struggling to break through the thick clouds and fully reveal its light beneath the gloom.

The intensely concentrated sunlight began to feel unusually heavy, and a tiny crack was torn open in the thick clouds, allowing a ray of sunlight to slip in.

The two sides are evenly matched.

Victor, watching the two colossal beasts locked in a fierce struggle, constantly altering their surroundings, slowly spoke:

"Let's continue."

"We have plenty of time."

...

The epic battle between Guleton and Dozale caused a tremendous environmental impact.

The surrounding weather was thus thrown into great chaos.

Take Braxton, for example.

The sky seemed to have lost its stability at that moment.

Within minutes, the once clear blue sky can suddenly be covered by thick, dark clouds, followed by torrential rain.

But before long, the sky will clear up again, and the unbearable heat will once again fill everyone's heads.

Countless citizens looked up in awe at the celestial phenomena that were unfolding in Braxton at that moment.

The weather became unpredictable, and many residents complained, but felt powerless to do anything about it.

"What kind of weather is this?"

"It's sunny one minute and rainy the next, it's unpredictable."

"What did the weather bureau say?"

Everyone looked puzzled; given the unpredictable weather, the Brighton weather bureau hadn't given any advance notice.

Are they also completely confused?

Meanwhile, inside a magnificent building, only a few scattered candlelight flickered in the dimly lit interior.

A large number of magicians focused their attention on the giant magic sphere in the center of the room.

They poured magic into the magic orb, constantly monitoring the changes in the clouds above Braxton.

"In one minute, Braxton will experience another downpour and the temperature will drop sharply again."

"In three minutes, the sun will shine completely and the temperature will gradually rise. Before the next heavy rain arrives, the temperature in Brighton will be extremely hot and humid."

The monks spoke in turn, but their faces all showed a hint of helplessness and worry.

The entire hall was filled with scrolls and papers containing various meteorological data, and the monks in robes were busy running back and forth in the room.

Most of the people working at the weather bureau are magicians.

Because they can visually observe the weather through changes in elements.

The current weather conditions in Braxton are so perplexing that even the mages who observe the weather every day find it unbelievable.

This change, originating from the Padarumbu Sea, is like a capricious beast, sometimes calm, sometimes raging.

Energy rapidly accumulated near the sea, and clear skies and overcast clouds quickly intersected and constantly changed.

It seems to foreshadow the impending wrath of nature.

Faced with this chaotic energy, the mages' eyes revealed worry:

"This...this should be reported to the capital."

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