Richard had finished preparing his spell. His entire body was enveloped in a circle of silver-white light. With a raised hand, the silver-white light rapidly gathered toward his palm, finally condensing into a silver-white Hexagonal Snowflake more than ten centimeters across.
"Es!"
Richard spoke softly, yet through some strange power, his voice echoed throughout the entire underground space and even penetrated the surrounding soil.
The moment he spoke, the temperature throughout the space plummeted, as if they had been transported into a snowy field on a winter night.
No, it was ten times, a hundred times colder than that.
Amid the bone-piercing chill, Richard aimed the "Hexagonal Snowflake" in his hand at Noan.
Whoosh!
In an instant, the Hexagonal Snowflake seemed to become a passage leading to an unknown world. An incomparably fierce gale blew forth, carrying endless cold and mixed with countless tiny ice crystals and snowflakes. Like a white giant python, it howled as it slammed into Noan.
In just one second, Noan felt his entire body stiffen, as though even his soul were about to freeze.
He gritted his teeth and squeezed the magic power within him, raising his body temperature to resist the cold. But beneath the icy gale, it was utterly useless. His body continued to stiffen, and his temperature kept falling.
"Ah—"
Noan let out a hoarse roar. He felt his body gradually slipping out of his control. Gritting his teeth, he unleashed a violent Fire Spell, causing roaring flames to erupt across his entire body, their temperature reaching a thousand degrees.
But the flames had barely appeared before they went out with a puff under the icy gale. Then even more cold wrapped around his body.
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
Noan felt his feet go numb first, then his legs, arms,