The frost dragon Yurisian rushed to the spot where the ascetic Snowman had been standing, but hit nothing and slid across it, leaving a long ditch in its wake.
Behind it, fireballs exploded one after another, sending up bursts of fireworks. Klein, his body slightly stiff, used this Blink and dart, preventing the " King of the North " from creating distance and keeping him within 5 meters of the opponent.
When Yurizan stopped, Yulisian, who was still invisible, suddenly had a bad feeling. The corresponding image appeared in his mind, and he hurriedly lunged forward, almost touching the ground as he burrowed under the frost Dragon.
At the same time, Yurizan lashed out with his thick, powerful tail, striking the nearby Elf Singer Siatas and the Solomon Empire nobleman Mobett.
Ugh!
With a sudden gust of wind, Mobett was thrown away, narrowly avoiding the frost Dragon's tail. Siatas, however, was a beat slower. Although she managed to use the gale to retreat with the sweeping force, she was still struck on the side. The blow shattered her thick, phantom scales, broke her ribs, and sent her flying backward. Supported by the wind, she landed relatively lightly on the snow-covered ground.
If it were Mobett, Anderson, or someone else, this attack would have been enough to kill them on the spot. Fortunately, the " Storm " pathway has corresponding phantom scales for protection, and each Sequence will receive a corresponding boost. Siatas was only seriously injured, but she did not fall into a coma, and she did not even completely lose her mobility.
At this moment, " King of the North " Yurizan swung his neck, opened his mouth, and spat out a pale blue wave of light.
The shimmering light swept over Snowman, freezing the Ascetic into an ice sculpture. Edwina, Longzel, and Anderson were either blocked by the massive dragon's body, used other extraordinary abilities, or were too far away to come to his rescue.
Bang!
The frost Dragon leaped low and turned, its stomp causing the ground to shake.
At this moment, its condition had clearly deteriorated. The gash on its right shoulder was extremely gruesome. Although the frozen pale blue blood had barely stopped the injury from worsening, its corresponding forepaws were almost paralyzed, making it quite inconvenient.
Its dreamlike scales were broken in many places and became unusually dull, as if it had lost a lot of vitality.
Regardless, it severely damaged or limited three opponents, and its situation is much better than before. In particular, the serious injury to the Giant Groselle has freed it from being harassed, allowing it to attack at will.
Witnessing this, Edwina's light blue eyes turned dark again, a thick, malice slowly welling up within them.
Her right hand clenched tightly, and " King of the North " Yurizan roared again, his head thrown back in extreme pain, pale blue liquid flowing from the corners of his eyes and mouth.
At this moment, the Frost Dragon's mind was filled with explosive emotions impacting the spirit body.
Seizing the opportunity, Edwina's eyes brightened, becoming extremely pure, and the surrounding Dawn light rapidly appeared, condensing into a sword.
She was to Acting the role of " Guardian," stepping forward to block the " King of the North."
She believed that Gehrman Sparrow's presence by Yurizan's side must have a purpose; all he lacked was time!
Just then, a figure shrouded in the light of dawn rushed to the front of the frost Dragon.
This is none other than the Giant Groselle!
His chest was sunken, his grayish-blue skin had turned pale, and his broadsword was covered in spiderweb-like cracks, but he still bravely faced the enemy.
Groselle seemed to be burning with life, radiating light and heat, as he cleaved his sword towards his target.
" Giant never retreat!"
With a roar, Groselle repeatedly blocked the frost Dragon's strikes, and because one of the dragon's front claws was crippled, he still had the strength to dodge the icy blue breath.
" Imprisonment! Punisher Knight!" Longzel rushed over and began to restrict the " King of the North's " movements. Edwina also found her rhythm, waiting for Yurizan to angrily break free of its restraints before detonating its emotions, maintaining control and preventing the high-speed collisions from happening again. Anderson, meanwhile, would sometimes throw blazing white spears and sometimes create condensed fireballs, injuring his opponent to the maximum extent time and time again. After recovering, Mobett continued to steal thoughts and abilities, interfering with the frost Dragon's attacks.
Yurizan twice attempted to spread his wings, flap the ice and snow, and fly into the air, but was hindered and slowed down by Longzel's repeated "no flight" restrictions, forcing him to give up.
Klein, constantly shifting positions at its feet and beneath it, was slowly Manipulation the " Spirit Body Threads," having already reached the 20-second limit, but still failing, because the " King of the North's " spirit was powerful and insane!
After a while, a loud clang rang out. Groselle's broadsword, after being stained by the frost Dragon Breath and struck by its front claws, shattered completely, turning into countless fragments that flew in different directions.
With a series of thuds, the invisible wall in front of Groselle, which was already nearing its limit, was pierced through, and several fragments were deeply embedded in his head and chest.
The closest " Punisher Knight " Longzel also didn't have time to dodge and had his side armor shattered, leaving the corresponding area a bloody mess.
" Giant never retreat!"
Groselle roared again, his body glowing with the light of Dawn, and a pure lightsaber appeared in his hand.
With blood flowing down his face, which was dark red to almost black, he blocked another attack from the frost Dragon.
At this moment, Klein Manipulation the " Spirit Body Threads " as if plucking a string on a musical instrument, and finally saw the dawn of initial control.
Three seconds! Two seconds! One second!
" King of the North " Yurizan's movements froze, as if every joint in his body was covered in rust.
The frost Dragon immediately became alert and sensed the danger coming from beneath it. Before its thoughts could fully slow down, it instantly decided to sit down.
It will turn that treacherous and vicious fellow into mincemeat!
Suddenly, it felt a moment of confusion and forgot what it had just been trying to do. Meanwhile, Mobett Zoroast, suddenly felt his legs go weak and sat down strangely on the snow.
Klein took the opportunity to move his feet, not too fast but not too slow, and walked to the outside of the frost Dragon's hind legs.
His invisibility began to fade; after all, the simulation was no match for the original. He stretched out his hands halfway and leaped with Spirituality, as if Manipulation a giant Puppet.
Bang!
Yurizan, whose thinking had become sluggish, regained his earlier decision. His hind legs slowly bent, and his body collapsed like a mountain, but only stirred up a cloud of snow and dust.
No... no... it must be... that way... His thoughts flashed through his mind one after another in a clear order, his heart throbbed and contracted, gathering a terrifying pale blue-white glow.
This is an extraordinary ability stemming from its life force, capable of creating an extremely cold hell. It relied on this to freeze Klein and the others to death. If it weren't for the ascetic Snowman's experience and abilities being quite effective at controlling this state, there would have been far more than just one or two extraordinary beings who died just now.
However, at this moment, under Klein's Manipulation, everything Yurizan did was noticeably slowed down. Edwina took this opportunity to keenly perceive the source of danger that she had previously been unable to grasp. She immediately clenched her right palm and once again detonated the Frost Dragon's turbulent emotions.
The " King of the North " trembled slightly in slow motion, and the pale blue-white light that was about to condense spread out uncontrollably, without disturbing the surrounding environment.
"... ah..."
The frost Dragon slowly opened its mouth, emitting a stuttering, intermittent scream.
The Elf Singer Siatas, having recovered somewhat, managed to stand up. Seeing this, she immediately endured the pain and drew back her bowstring.
Her hair parted again, and thick, leaden clouds reappeared in the air. Two different kinds of silvery-white lightning shone brightly and surged into the bow, forming a terrifying arrow with layers of electric snakes coiling around it.
Siatas's face Distortion slightly as she released the bowstring.
The silvery-white lightning bolt pierced through Yurizan's chest and abdomen in a flash, tearing a hideous wound. Inside the wound, sparks flew and lightning snakes darted about, causing even more destruction.
At that moment, Anderson's eyes lit up, and a layer of blazing white flames covered his body. He then transformed into a "stream of light" and accurately shot into the wound.
Dark marks quickly appeared on the frost Dragon's chest and abdomen, as if someone had scribbled there. Under the intense stimulation, Yurizan's thoughts were no longer so slow, and he struggled to flap his wings and take off.
"No flying allowed here! Punisher Knight!" Longzel promptly added more restrictions.
Bang!
The " King of the North " fell again, the dark marks on his chest and abdomen cracking open, and pale blue blood and ruptured internal organs gushed out like a waterfall.
Anderson leaped off the dragon's body, his flames extinguished, now covered by a thin layer of transparent ice.
"So cold... so cold..." He hopped stiffly outside, clutching " Death Knell," his body trembling uncontrollably.
Klein, who had almost been freed from the frost Dragon's grasp, regained a semblance of control, slowing down Yurizan's desire to perish with everyone present. At the same time, theft and explosion occurred.
Its long neck slowly tilted upward, emitting a slow, mournful cry, before its body slumped down inch by inch.
During this process, Klein did not try to stop Siatas others from continuing their attack, because he knew very well that turning the Frost Dragon into a puppet would take much longer than five minutes, and there were far too many possible unforeseen events in between.
" Punisher Knight " Longzel stood up, panting. With his body mangled and bloodied, he once again extended his hand, the one not holding the sword, Ancient Hermes:
"Die!"
Yurizan's body shuddered and then crashed to the ground with a thud, like a small mountain formed from melted ice and snow.
Within its body, streaks of pale blue to white light burst forth, stirring its flesh and blood, rapidly transforming the enormous dragon corpse into a thick, tall double door covered in white snow.
Without needing to be reminded, all the Beyonder present knew that this was the gateway to the outside world.
"Finally, finally... we succeeded..." The Giant Groselle laughed loudly, his voice growing softer and softer.
Bang!
His nearly four-meter-tall body lunged forward, one knee bracing against the ground. The Dawn light emanating from his body quickly dissipated, and his aura vanished almost instantly.
" Groselle!" Siatas and the others approached, some with difficulty and others quickly.
Grossell looked around slowly, clenched his fists, and said with a simple smile:
We did it!
" Giant never retreat..."
His voice stopped abruptly, and his head, with its single, upright One-Eyed, drooped.