Layer upon layer of raging frost surged through the void.
Blades of extreme cold sliced through the air with piercing shrieks.
Despair spread wildly like ink dropped into clear water, and the spinning sphere of ice resembled a black hole devouring light.
Ridges of ice like northern auroras stretched across the sky, transforming the dueling platform into an Ancient Ice Plain.
Three domains of second resonance pressed together violently, interlocking.
The phantom of an Old One frost overlord slowly emerged, savage and imperious.
Dago strode over interwoven black and blue frost, each step freezing spiderweb cracks into space.
An enormous winter dragon's skull rose behind him, blotting out the light overhead.
Its abyssal eyes quietly opened amid the deathly silence.
Boom!
Two deep-blue pillars of spell light pierced heaven and earth without warning.
Three-Domain Fusion-[Despair Winter Dragon's Death Gaze]!
Where the pillars passed, matter disintegrated into the most primal particles of ice.
This power had already surpassed the conventional limits of Triple Domain Resonance.
Dago had never been in better condition. His soul burned, and his will was steel.
He commanded this world-shattering power as effortlessly as moving his own arm.
The two auroral beams carried suffocating despair and extreme cold as they slammed into the spot where Michael stood.
Golden light surged.
The golden radiance protecting Michael seemed alive, weaving layer upon layer to hold back the blue light's corrosive assault.
At the center of the annihilating energies, space warped and light and shadow twisted.
At the very instant the two forces reached a stalemate.
A ghostlike figure tore through the energy storm.
Dago appeared.
He was like a savage beast charging out of hell, the black runes of the Flesh Imprint [Frost Element] writhing wildly across his skin.
Oceanic physical power surged through his veins. Every cell roared,