A sinister wind howled in waves, as if it had come from Netherworld Hell, carrying a black plague that swept across the sky and wantonly invaded everything in its path.
In the blink of an eye, with the cursed tiger at its center, it rapidly spread outward, corroding all the vegetation on the surface within several hundred kilometers and leaving behind nothing but barren black-red earth.
The frost was bitterly cold. The temperature, which had already dropped to thirty degrees below zero, plunged sharply again under the power of the Crystal Dragon. In an instant, it broke through minus one hundred degrees Celsius and approached absolute zero at a terrifying speed beyond all comprehension.
A thick layer of frost, almost solid enough to be tangible, came crashing down from the sky.
Everything the frost touched was mercilessly frozen.
The Hundred Severed Mountain Range, which had just been reduced to a Barren Mountain by the raging plague, was rapidly encased in frost. In the blink of an eye, it became a series of ice mountains radiating an eerie, frigid light.
The sixty-five million Human Legion soldiers arrayed before the mountain range likewise could not escape the effects of the rapidly falling temperature.
Crack... crack-crack. Dense sounds of freezing rang out, quickly merging into one vast chorus.
Many people had still been raising their fists a moment earlier, excitement written across their faces as they believed they had defeated the Alien Race gods.
The next second, their smiles froze on their faces. Their bodies were rapidly encased in frost, turning them into ice sculptures.
Some others instinctively tried to drop flat the moment they sensed danger.
But they had barely lifted their calves before the chill sweeping in from all directions invaded them, freezing their entire bodies in place in extraordinarily twisted