He Ren admitted that he had indeed underestimated the Fury Spirit a bit—not its combat power, but the weirdness of such a thing.

He found that the enemy couldn't be measured by common sense at all. It wasn't like any creature he'd dealt with before!

Now, He Ren wouldn't dare say he'd fought hundreds of battles, but he at least considered himself to have experienced quite a few fierce fights, especially having seen all sorts of bizarre races on various strange battlefields: the magic of elves, the evil energy of demons, the technology of humans, even the "art" of goblins—but he had never seen a creature that was almost a natural phenomenon!

Boundless white fog spread from all directions at the same time, the air filled with a pungent burnt smell, countless sparks crackling and gathering in the distance into beams of lightning striking the open ground around them, and a gale wrapped in biting ice and snow raged around: He Ren found that his group was gradually being surrounded by a huge tornado!

He raised his Overseer's pistol and fired several times. The psionic rays did destroy some of the white fog, and large amounts of fine blue crystals fell from the fog as the gunshots landed, but this little bit of damage was nothing compared to the entire surrounding environment.

Vague, strange shadows constantly emerged from the thick fog, these shadows made sharp whistling sounds as they flew around the group, and every now and then one or two phantoms would pounce. Becky's blade burned with a raging flame, and she cleaved a phantom apart in passing, but could only watch as the scattered light and shadow re-condensed into new individuals not far away: "This is a Fury Spirit?!"

"This is still a 'phenomenon' caused by the Fury Spirit!" Nangong Sanba shouted loudly. The blizzard around them was getting more and more violent, and it was about to form an all-devouring tornado. In the howling wind, human voices seemed increasingly insignificant. "Fury Spirits are formless! In fact, you can never be sure if you're dealing with the Fury Spirit's main body. Before it's banished to another world, anything in front of you could be it, but also not it!"

The shield on He Ren's body began to flicker. The energy field in the surrounding air had increased to a level that could trigger the shield's emergency protection. He found that the Fury Spirit's attacks had no form at all. The surrounding blizzard, the energy field in the air, those phantoms, the lightning in the distance... all of this was the Fury Spirit. Its method of attack seemed to be simply setting up a hostile, distorted space, and then letting its enemies fend for themselves. Lily waved her claws haphazardly, slashing at the phantoms that rushed towards her, but she was getting more and more frustrated: these enemies had no texture at all when she slashed them, and she wasn't even sure if she was hitting anything, while her precious tail was getting increasingly tangled in the blizzard.

Nangong Wuyue held up a water mist barrier, but this wasn't a long-term solution: "The water element here is abnormal! It's very difficult to control!"

"Give me an idea!" He Ren turned to Nangong Sanba. "We can't just keep wasting time like this."

"That's exactly what we have to do: waste time!" Nangong Sanba and Vivian said in unison, and then Vivian told He Ren why they could only continue to waste time: "Fury Spirits can't die. You can only gradually exhaust their energy, and then it might be possible to banish them back to their world. Weaken everything they create, and when they can't continue, we win."

"Damn, I hate this the most!" He Ren exclaimed, but the storm around him didn't care about his mood. The blizzard had formed thick, high walls, crushing over them. This small team was as inconspicuous as ants that had fallen into the eye of a typhoon. He Ren looked at the surrounding situation, and finally took out his new toy from his personal space.

It was a large silver-white box, with the words "Handle with Care" written on it in Irem script. He Ren opened the box, and inside was a pile of rectangular blocks the size of cigarette boxes, each with three buttons of red, white, and black.

Nangong Sanba was currently firing crossbow bolts at those shadows in the distance, pretending to be a main DPS. After noticing He Ren's movements, he couldn't help but turn his head and ask, "What the hell is this?"

He Ren threw a small block to Nangong Sanba: "Pull off that ring, press the red, white, and black buttons in order, then recall the girls you've dated in your mind, let them grant you strength, and finally throw this thing out!"

Nangong Sanba had already decided to listen to the expert before coming, so he did whatever He Ren said. After taking the small block, he quickly pressed the buttons, and then froze there, recalling the past. When He Ren saw this situation, he got anxious: "You gotta throw it already!"

Nangong Sanba threw the small block out with all his might, still shouting, "I haven't finished recalling..."

A sharp sound, as if metal was tearing, interrupted his voice. The small block that had been thrown out suddenly burst into a burst of gray-white light in mid-air, and then a translucent sphere with a radius of more than ten meters instantly expanded around it. The sphere contracted violently, and even the entire space seemed to collapse—in less than a second, nothing was left there.

Nangong Sanba stared blankly at all of this: "What... what the hell is that?"

"Graviton bomb," He Ren grabbed a large handful of small blocks and stuffed them into Lily and Becky's hands. "Throw them farther away, or don't come looking for me if you're missing parts."

Nangong Sanba immediately jumped up, covered in cold sweat: "What kind of black technology is this... wait, can you not add a bunch of nonsense to the instructions for use next time you use something like this!"

He Ren gave him the middle finger: "A normal person only needs two seconds to recall their wife's name—your performance of not being able to count clearly for so long just now deserves to be blown to pieces."

After seeing the movement of the new toy, Lily was greatly excited. At this time, she had already started throwing grenades like dumplings. How could the ghost shadows and lightning clouds created by the Fury Spirit have ever seen such a battle? They were instantly compressed and dissipated in pieces. So the battle scene instantly changed from flashing swords and flying magic to a snowball fight: Lily and Vivian threw them out with both hands, enjoying themselves, and in the blink of an eye, they threw out half a box...

Nangong Sanba was still muttering: "Where... my first love was seventy years ago, I couldn't remember just now..."

The ear-piercing tearing sound rang out in pieces. The phantoms and storms created by the Fury Spirit were almost riddled with holes in the blink of an eye, and the surrounding scenery appeared fragmented and crumbling—the insane combat squad, which didn't play by the rules, once again showed its power, and the invisible Fury Spirit seemed to finally realize that this group of people was not easy to deal with. It began to retreat, and the storm subsided at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the end, all these anomalies disappeared in an instant.

He Ren had never dealt with Fury Spirits, so he didn't feel anything was wrong, but Vivian was shocked: "It ran away? Fury Spirits run away?"

Lily was also very curious: "Fury Spirits don't run away?"

"Of course they don't run away, they don't know what fear is," Vivian looked around at the suddenly calm dark snowfield, and then her divine sense suddenly sensed something abnormal. "Wait... it didn't run away... it was 'recalled' by something... there must be some kind of restriction here, it controls the core of the Fury Spirit, and protects it after the Fury Spirit has weakened to a certain extent."

As soon as Vivian finished speaking, a ball of white flame suddenly appeared out of thin air in the nearby air, and then a calm female voice came from the flame: "That's right, there is an evil magical device nearby, it is the cage and protective layer of the Fury Spirit—you messed up the results of my two days of lurking."

He Ren immediately gripped his spear tightly and prepared for this suddenly emerging voice, but he knew that the other party was definitely not a Fury Spirit: Fury Spirits didn't have the function of speaking. And Vivian suddenly twitched her nose, looking wary: "Demon Hunter?"

He Ren felt the clothes on his chest move. Doudou suddenly poked her head out of the collar. The little guy hadn't moved during the fight just now, but now she seemed to sense something.

The ball of white flame twisted a few times in the air, and then a girl with snow-white hair walked out of the flame: "That's right, a Demon Hunter, you can call me Bai Huo (White Fire)."

He Ren was shocked: "Bai Huo?! Such a refreshing code name?!"

Everyone: "..."

Vivian couldn't bear it anymore and punched He Ren in the back of the head: "Hold your tongue!!"