Roar!!!
The silent soul's howl spread out.
A black cold stream spewed from Uriel's mouth, endlessly attacking the Meteor Fire Rain.
This cold stream was no ordinary breath.
Inside it was not only an extremely dense death aura but also fused with equally pure dark and frost auras.
The three combined.
The cold stream, mixed with black ice shards, spewed towards the Meteor Fire Rain.
The Meteor Fire Rain, which had easily torn through the dozens of death barriers set by Murphite, was continually melting within this surging cold stream.
It wasn't that this Golden Level Flaming Magic was inferior to the breath of a Silver Limit Bone Dragon.
Instead, the Meteor Fire Rain was rootless wood, water without a source, reluctantly released by Azkaban through a powerful purple rare marvel.
Although its power far exceeded ordinary Silver Magic, it was not the full version of the real Meteor Fire Rain.
In contrast, the Bone Dragon's Death Breath was one of its most lethal moves!
