4:23 p.m.
The vast White Sea, seven thousand meters above the ground.
At this moment, it was frozen for thousands of miles, with snow drifting across ten thousand miles as the biting wind howled wildly.
"Huff—huff—huff—"
Ragged gasps, a heaving chest, a bedraggled figure.
Joseph knelt on one knee atop the corpse of the frozen three-headed dragon.
His face was livid as he stared at Sheffield's back, her arms spread wide as she shielded him.
She had been completely frozen as well, but she was still breathing. She was alive!
"I have already shown mercy, President Joseph. Face reality."
Edward stood calmly atop the Doomsday Martyr, looking down at him.
As for why he had not summoned an even larger Guardian of the Ice Prison World—
His battle with Bullet had thoroughly shattered the idea that bigger was better.
Thus, in this battle, he had used quite a few Ice Wedge Magic spells he had not used in a long time.
His Grimoire was as thick as a dictionary, after all, and contained hundreds of spells.
This had left Joseph and Sheffield struggling miserably, forcing them to constantly resist the threat of the extremely low temperatures.
As well as the Doomsday Martyr's hammer strikes and Freezing Ray attacks.
The fact that they had lasted five hours was already no easy feat.
Joseph had simply become far too dependent on Zero Magic's four elemental spirits over the past few years.
He had neglected his training in Void Magic considerably.
Now that he was suddenly forbidden from using the four elemental spirits, while Edward was stronger than him to begin with—
This was the result.
The people on the deck of the magic airship fell silent at the sight.
Vice President Gundaran, Pope Vittorio, Bitashal, Louise, Tiffania, Karina, and Guiche, all from