Blood-red droplets rained down from the ominous clouds, striking the ground with a deathly aura.
Each drop hissed upon impact, as if the very soil was being corroded, emitting a pungent stench of rot.
The air was thick with the scent of blood.
The pitch-black sky loomed oppressively low, the darkness seeming to devour everything in its path.
Suddenly, a bolt of violet lightning erupted from the massive black bear, accompanied by a thunderous roar that split the heavens.
The lightning tore through the dark clouds, illuminating the once blackened sky in an eerie purple glow, casting an otherworldly hue across the landscape.
The lightning danced across the bear's body, flashing between its limbs.
Each step the bear took caused the earth beneath it to tremble.
With a mere swipe of its massive claws, purple electricity crackled along the ground, leaving behind jagged, gaping cracks.
A deep, guttural growl rumbled from the bear's maw, deafening and oppressive, filling the air with a suffocating weight.
The panther's body, drenched in the blood rain, appeared even more sinister.
The red markings on its sleek, dark fur glowed brighter, as though set ablaze, pulsing with a strange, ominous light.
The crimson lines coursed along its muscular frame, throbbing like veins, pulsating with each flex of its powerful body.
The panther's eyes grew bloodshot, glowing with a savage, bloodthirsty gleam, as its predatory instincts were fully awakened.
With a fierce growl, it dug its sharp claws deep into the ground, leaving behind deep, jagged gouges.
The cracks spread out like a web, as if each claw mark was tearing the very earth apart.
Its agile form darted across the battlefield like a shadow, red light flickering with every leap, leaving trails of destruction in its wake.
Meanwhile, the colossal fire serpent coiled on the ground, its blazing body radiating intense heat, molten lava dripping from its scaly skin.
It opened its massive mouth, revealing a glowing, fiery tongue, and exhaled a scorching wave of heat.
Unexpectedly, the fire serpent began to speak in a deep, raspy voice, filled with the weight of age and experience.
"Weiss... this battle won't be an easy one," it said, its crimson eyes fixed on the three approaching magic beasts.
It exhaled a scorching breath of fire, the flames twisting in the air, bathing the surroundings in a fiery red glow.
The other priests showed no surprise at the fire serpent's speech.
Weiss, however, wore a grim expression, his eyes reflecting a mix of helplessness and fatigue.
With a soft sigh, his gaze lingered on the three formidable magic beasts for a moment.
His brows furrowed, and a few beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
"I don't want this either," Weiss responded, his voice carrying a hint of self-deprecation.
"But it looks like we have no other choice."
Raising his hand slowly, his fingertips trembled slightly as flames leaped from his palm.
The fire perfectly synchronized with the serpent's energy, their combined power growing more intense and ferocious.
The massive fire serpent shifted slightly on the ground, its scales gleaming with crimson light, radiating waves of searing heat.
Its scarlet eyes scanned the battlefield, briefly glancing at Weiss and the other priests, before it hissed softly, its tongue flicking in and out.
"Enough complaining. Let's end this quickly and decisively," it hissed.
No sooner had the words left its mouth than the fire serpent sprang into action!
Its enormous body surged forward like a whirlwind of flames, the air hissing as it burned.
Wherever it passed, the ground was charred black, cracks spreading out in all directions.
The serpent's target was clear: the black bear. Its massive, blazing form carved a fiery arc through the air as it charged with unstoppable momentum toward the bear.
In response, the purple lightning covering the black bear's body intensified. Sensing the fire serpent's approach, the bear let out a thunderous roar, its four limbs stomping the ground as lightning crackled violently across its body.
Boom!
With a deafening explosion, lightning and fire collided in midair, as the fire serpent crashed into the black bear with tremendous force.
The searing flames scorched the black bear's body directly, flickering and sending a burning stench into the air.
The black bear roared in agony as purple currents of electricity wildly danced across its fur, trying desperately to repel the fire serpent's intense assault.
But the serpent's flames were relentless, surging with uncontrollable ferocity, enveloping the enormous bear in a blazing inferno.
Seeing the black bear under such heavy attack, the giant vulture flapped its massive wings, stirring up gusts of wind.
It opened its sharp, hooked beak and let out a piercing screech.
The sound waves transformed into an invisible shockwave, exploding through the air and causing the vegetation on the ground to disintegrate under its force.
The deafening sound cut through the air like a razor, creating a powerful sonic boom.
Thomas, his brow furrowed and his face grim, reacted swiftly.
The ground beneath him began to quake, and a massive earthen wall surged upward, standing tall and heavy between the priests and the vulture's sonic attack.
The wall was thick and formidable, but the power of the vulture's soundwave was beyond expectation.
The sonic blast slammed into the earthen wall, resulting in a sharp, explosive sound as the wall trembled violently.
A loud crack followed, and under the immense pressure, the sturdy wall began to split.
Large chunks of the wall crumbled like brittle clay, with debris scattering in all directions, sharp fragments shooting out like arrows.
Some of the stones narrowly missed the priests' faces.
Phillips swiftly conjured an ice shield, blocking the barrage of debris, but the earsplitting soundwave still left their eardrums throbbing with pain.
Thomas clenched his fists, gritting his teeth as he muttered a curse under his breath.
"That damned magic beast's sonic waves are too strong!"
Before the vulture's sonic onslaught could subside, the black panther seized the opportunity.
In a flash, it leaped from the ground, its red markings glowing eerily in the darkness, and its eyes gleamed with a savage bloodlust.
The panther's speed was astonishing. In the blink of an eye, it was already soaring toward the five priests in mid-air.
Its razor-sharp claws glinted coldly under the moonlight, cutting through the night as it targeted Raphael directly, aiming to strike him down with unstoppable force.
"Danger!"
Carsey's voice echoed in the air, but Father Raphael remained unshaken, his hands calmly clasped behind his back.
"This farce has gone on long enough," he said, his voice low and steady, carrying a weight that stood out against the chaos of the battlefield.
He had already assessed the strength of the three magic beasts before him.
Despite their fierce power, Father Raphael had concluded they no longer posed a significant threat.
Just as the black panther was about to strike him, a torrent of water surged up from the ground, appearing from thin air, and intercepted the attack.
The panther snarled in frustration as its sharp claws were deflected by the powerful water stream.
Droplets sprayed into the air, catching the faint moonlight, creating a glimmering spectacle of tiny crystals.
But the water column didn't stop there. It began to grow, swelling rapidly and expanding in size.
In an instant, the torrent evolved into a massive wave, crashing forward like a relentless tsunami.
The land beneath them was overwhelmed, swallowed by the surging water, which transformed the battlefield into an endless sea.
The force of the water scoured the ground, sweeping away dirt, rocks, and debris.
The air grew thick with moisture, and the roar of the flood drowned out all other sounds.
The water level kept rising, fed by streams pouring in from all directions, quickly covering the landscape.
Amidst this sudden deluge, a shadowy figure moved beneath the surface, its massive form barely visible through the shifting currents.
Its body was immense, black and white in color.