The mist filling the sky dispersed rapidly in less than ten seconds, though a faint chill still lingered in the damp air.
Beyond the mist, the massive figure of the Unicorn Ice Demon Ox reappeared in the Level 2 Great Warrior's sight.
But now, not only was its Ice Armor completely intact, it was even thicker than before. Its originally translucent, crystalline texture had fully condensed into a deep white, as though its entire body were wrapped in a single block of Polar Profound Ice, exuding an unshakable majesty.
Standing atop the frozen swamp, the Level 2 Great Warrior's expression was grave.
He knew well that this demon ox had now regarded him as a true enemy, no longer an ordinary provocateur.
But he had no intention of retreating.
Even if he knew he could not win, he had to give it everything he had and fight this magical beast!
"Even if I can't beat it, I can't lose my honor." He spoke softly, gripping his greatsword with both hands, his gaze locked forward like that of a hawk.
He could sense from the Unicorn Ice Demon Ox's calm yet excited eyes that it, too, was looking forward to this contest.
Yes, this Level 4 Magical Beast was excited.
The next instant, blazing flames erupted across the greatsword.
The Level 2 Great Warrior charged forward, his body streaking across the ice field like a bolt of fire.
The frozen marshland cracked open behind him, fissures exploding one after another. Frost and flame intertwined and clashed as he raced forward, twisting ripples appearing in the air.
Watching from afar, the nobles of the Pioneer Alliance felt as though they were seeing lightning tear through an icy, snow-covered sky.
Bang! The greatsword, carrying scorching airwaves, struck the Unicorn Ice Demon Ox's armor.