Her eyes widened and she looked in disbelief at how King Ghidorah could trigger storms and thunder so easily.
You must know that among all the gods, no one can truly control the power of thunder. Even the Storm God has only barely touched a little bit.
Han Shen stared at King Ghidorah, the contempt in his eyes gradually disappeared, replaced by a brand new look.
She realized that this dragon was no ordinary beast. The abilities and potential it displayed were enough to qualify it to become a god.
Even if he cannot become a real god in the end, King Ghidorah will at least become a demigod, possessing extremely powerful power.
Thinking of this, Hanshen began to rethink his attitude towards Redd.
After all, judging from the current situation, Redd is already qualified to talk to her on an equal footing.
An ice bow appeared in Han Shen's hand. The black ice spear just now was the limit of the strength that her body could use. It could not kill King Ghidorah. She could only use magic power to enhance its power.
Although she has seen the potential of Redd and King Ghidorah, it does not prevent her from killing them all now.
After all, only opponents who can survive are qualified for equal dialogue and negotiation.
The weak have no right to bargain with the strong.
The ice bow in his hand was slowly opened, and black ice arrows condensed by pure magic power appeared.
Her eyes locked on King Ghidorah surrounded by hurricanes, aiming at its heart.
In an instant, he let go of his hand, and the Xuanbing arrow turned into an ice-blue stream of light and shot out of the air.
The moment the ice arrow was shot, a circular air flow formed around it and spread out.
Even the snow on the ground was cleared and blown away in an instant.
At a speed that could barely be captured by the naked eye, the ice-blue stream of light instantly leaped over a thousand meters to break through the hurricane protection, penetrated King Ghidorah's body, and opened a fist-sized transparent hole in its abdomen.
King Ghidorah roared in pain again, this time the damage was more serious than before.
Its body began to shake and it could barely maintain its balance.
The hurricane also weakened a lot, revealing the scene beneath it.
King Ghidorah's wound was bleeding profusely, but its vital signs had not declined. At the same time, King Ghidorah had no intention of giving up Aegon.
It triggered an even more violent storm, spread its wings again, and wanted to fly away from being a living target on the ground.
The super regeneration ability is simply astonishing!
The serious injury that caused a transparent hole on King Ghidorah's body actually recovered at an astonishing speed after it flew up.
Although the wound has not completely healed, it is no longer bleeding. Instead, a large number of granulations are growing crazily at the wound.
In just a few breaths, there were almost no traces of wounds visible on the surface.
Han Shen naturally also noticed King Ghidorah's terrifying recovery ability, and he couldn't help but frown.
If he wanted to completely kill the three-headed dragon, he would have to make a desperate move and use a wide range of ice magic to freeze it.
However, this is easier said than done?
Not to mention that this requires a huge amount of magic power, just how to restrain this flying monster has become a thorny problem.
After all, the opponent has the ability to fly. If you want to trap it, you need other helpers to hold it back.
Han Shen's eyes quickly glanced at Night's King beside him, and he sighed secretly in his heart.
With the strength of Night's King, I am afraid that there is no way to hold back this powerful three-headed dragon.
In desperation, Cold God tightened his bowstring again, condensed a large amount of Ice's magic power, and prepared to try to freeze King Ghidorah again.
Following his movements, ice blue streamers shot out like lightning and flew straight towards King Ghidorah.
However, King Ghidorah, who had been prepared for it, ducked sideways with extraordinary agility and easily avoided this fatal attack.
The movements were so smooth, as if it had already anticipated Han Shen's next move.
The ice arrows shot into the air flew away like lightning, carrying endless chill and power, and slammed into the city wall of the Wall at an astonishing speed.
In an instant, a burst of dazzling light erupted from the place where the ice arrow collided with the city wall, as if the entire world was frozen at this moment.
Immediately afterwards, with the ice arrow as the center, countless slender ice crystals spurted out like fountains and spread rapidly.
These ice crystals are intertwined and intertwined, and a huge and gorgeous ice flower blooms on the Wall in the blink of an eye.
This ice flower is more than 300 meters in diameter and towers above the Wall, which is more than 200 meters high. It is like an artistic masterpiece of ice sculpture, exuding breathtaking beauty.
However, this kind of beauty is fatal. With the ice flower as the center, all the soldiers within a radius of one kilometer were instantly frozen into popsicles.
Their bodies were stiff and their faces were distorted, as if time had stopped flowing at this moment.
Even Wights besides the Wall were not spared. They were all frozen in place and lost the ability to move.
Redd stood on the city wall, witnessing the scene where the section of city wall on the right was blocked by ice, and couldn't help but feel a sense of wonder and fear in his heart.
He lamented that the power of this move was so huge, it could not only cause devastating blows to the enemy, but even his own people.
At the same time, he was also secretly glad that the last time he fought with the Cold God, the Cold God did not use this move, otherwise he might have been turned into a popsicle at that time.
At this moment, the palm of Han Shen's right hand had been broken into pieces, and cold air slowly emerged from the wound.
Obviously, such an attack is not without cost for Han Shen, and she herself has also endured considerable pressure.
However, despite being injured, Han Shen's eyes were still sharp, tightly locked in the direction of King Ghidorah.
Redd stood on the city wall, staring at the direction of the distant stream of light, thinking secretly in his heart.
Through the trajectory of the stream of light just now, he could roughly deduce the location of Han Shen.
Redd took out an iron arrow from the quiver behind his back without hesitation. He took a deep breath, mobilized the strong airflow in his body, and let it rotate and compress rapidly in his hand.
This powerful airflow tightly wrapped the arrow, as if giving it endless power.
When the compression of the air flow reached the limit, Redd suddenly let go and shot the arrow out like lightning.
The arrows rotated rapidly in the air, like a small tornado, speeding straight towards the direction of the Cold God with unparalleled speed and power.
Since the distance was too far, and Redd had not seen Han Shen's exact location with his own eyes, he could only roughly locate it based on his inference.
Therefore, although this arrow was incredibly powerful, it ultimately only hit a White Walker on the left side of the Cold God and exploded on its body.