Winter might have lacked sufficient single-target attack power, but it was absolutely a nightmare of a spell in large-scale warfare. Once unleashed, it would deal a devastating blow to the enemy.
This move could not only freeze enemies but also instantly create an ice-attribute environment for Dantai Qianru to cast other ice-attribute spells. In doing so, the power of ice-based attacks could be greatly amplified.
"You have half an incense stick of time left. If you have any other spells, use them now. Otherwise, this should end here!" Mu Yuyi said to the puppet seated upon the throne.
Everyone had a different personality, and this was clearly reflected in their replicated puppets as well. Take Xue Xiao from before—once he made a move, it was with thunderous force. It was success or death, his methods ruthless and utterly merciless.
But Dantai Qianru was different. From beginning to end, she remained seated on the throne, with no intention of coming down. Moreover, she had opened with an ice spell on the level of Winter, yet showed no intention of attacking again afterward. Thus, Mu Yuyi did not launch a direct attack and instead spoke to ask.
"I said that if you can hold on, then you win," Dantai Qianru's puppet replied indifferently.
"I understand." Mu Yuyi nodded and drew the azure longsword previously used by Xue Xiao's puppet from his storage ring.
The next moment, a great number of azure cyclones erupted around him. Wild winds swept up the ice and snow as they rushed toward Dantai Qianru, and at the same time, Mu Yuyi's body suddenly vanished. Two azure phantoms immediately appeared in the sky, moving with astonishing speed and reaching Dantai Qianru's side in the blink of an eye.
Wind Spirit Shadow Kill!
Swish! Swish!
Two azure sword energies