Late at night, when even the nocturnal spirits were returning to their nests to sleep, three sneaky figures trudged all the way to the Volcano Mountain.
The moment the three figures stepped foot into the volcano mountain, the heat rushed to their faces, forcing them to sweat.
"Ughhh....I'm...dying..."
Castra felt that his body was about to melt.
Did nobody here remember that he's a patient??
But he also wanted to come and teach the bird a lesson...
Castra had no choice but to endure the pain and walked up the blazing hot volcano.
He only hoped that his 2-star luck wouldn't give them bad luck...
But Castra's wish didn't come true.
One second, the volcano mountain shook, and the next second, hot storms suddenly passed by the three spirits' places, tormenting them with fire thunder and fireball rain!
"Ah! Ah! Ah! What is this— doomsday??"
