Second-Ring Wizard Balen

He slowly smashed the massive block of ice containing an entire frozen Solomon's Flower down at his feet.

Boom!

After completing this motion, Dago flipped the Ice Crystal Wand from his palm, transforming it into the over-meter-long ice sword Dance of Fine Snow. Countless Iceflames danced across the snowy-white blade, breathtakingly beautiful.

Then he slightly raised his head, narrowed his eyes at Wolf and Balen in the sky, and calmly said, "Perfect. Let me see what a Second-Ring Wizard is really like."

After saying that.

Everyone watched in breathless shock as the sword-wielding youth suddenly rose into the air. The Iceflames on his blade erupted into blazing dark-blue fire, and he became like a vigorous ice dragon that had just broken free from beneath an arctic glacier, charging straight at the two Second-Ring Wizards.

"Whew—"

With every breath Dago exhaled, the battle intent burning in his chest grew fiercer. This sense of calm and power, of being able to completely control his own fate, was more than ten times stronger than before.

It was as though a white glacier had formed within his body. Every breath he exhaled carried an icy Blizzard.

Before activating the Iceflame Blue Demon Body, the Mental Force Fields released by the two Second-Ring Wizards had pressed down on his entire body like solid stone, making him deeply uncomfortable.

Now, they felt as soft and fragile as tofu.

Basic Swordsmanship of the Metamorphosis Phase circulated. Beneath the witness of the azure phantom of Winter Star, Dago locked onto the balding middle-aged Second-Ring Wizard, Balen. His body trailed a long afterimage through the air as he shot toward his opponent like lightning.

Sensing Dago's rapidly approaching presence, Balen's expression changed slightly. He swiftly waved his staff, and countless droplets of black metal shot out from beneath his