The cold ocean became a new battlefield.
The Frozen World was a forbidden zone for life. Or rather, it had once been one.
The Queen of Ice and Snow stood upon the battlefield, and with a casual gesture, she summoned an army of the dead and ice-and-snow creatures.
She was Laura, Lu PingAn's thirteenth daughter, the Goddess of Ice and Death.
But upon closer examination, her appearance bore far too much resemblance to a certain green-haired, elf-like woman.
"Our father is too kind. The weak should never be allowed to waste so many resources."
Once she spoke, the resemblance became even more striking.
Upon the frozen, cracked river, ice-and-snow lifeforms were locked in battle with Eight-Clawed's kin.
And this time, Eight-Clawed had encountered its natural enemy. In such an environment, the Aquatic Race suffered terribly.
In fact, this had been one of her "design plans" from the start.
"Don't say that. Haven't plenty of our kind risen from weakness to the very top, Thirteenth Sister?"
A tiny "fairy" drifted over. She perfectly matched the image of an elf from a fairy tale—if one ignored the Severed Hand she was chewing on.
Tiny wings, a fairy-tale dress, the nineteenth-ranked Fairytale Kingdom, Queen of the Conceptual Beings—she had named herself Lu Xiaoxiao.
".Stay away from me. Why don't you go open a battlefield of your own?"
But her sister was clearly disgusted by her now.
Ahead on the battlefield, Conceptual Beings from fairy tales, legends, and folk stories either transformed into Levianthans that devoured the earth or packs of wolves that raided cities by night.
As the Lord of Life, Lu PingAn had created so many species that even he himself could no longer remember them all. Those capable of becoming Race Gods were the finest among them.
Laura glared at her