The former Rouen soldier, Frunziar Edward, who was guarding the cave entrance, had just moved when he saw a massive figure descend from the sky, landing on a huge boulder that was covered in thick layers of ice. The wings that were covered in skin didn't retract as they continued spreading out, nearly blocking out the surrounding light.
The illusory armor that seemed to be made of ice crystals and the extremely berserk deep blue dragon eyes were immediately reflected in Frunziar's eyes. He instinctively sensed danger and immediately leaped to the side with his iron-black sword in hand, rolling far away from where he had originally been standing.
Almost at the same time, the frost dragon, King of the North Ulyssan, opened its mouth and spat out a distorted, quiet, and ostentatious icy-blue flame into the cave. Wherever it passed, the void turned transparent and froze!
Moments later, the icy-blue flame stirred up a wave of dreamy light that surged into the dark cave, freezing everything in its path.
Although the words "Angel of Imagination, Adam" still flashed in Klein's mind, and he couldn't help but recall Rosell The Great's description of the Twilight Hermit Order — "Their mission is to revive the original Creator, a High-Ranking Being of the Spectator pathway, or even a Uniqueness. The method of gathering members is through a true dream that connects the east and west ends of the continent. Furthermore, as long as their names are mentioned, they will immediately sense it." However, he still instinctively reacted to the impending danger.
He pounced to the side and quickly dodged to an uneven spot in the cave, attempting to use the boulder in front of him to block the subsequent attack.
However, the surging icy-blue light was like a tidal wave that drowned every spot, freezing everything. In the cramped environment of the cave, there was no safe zone for the target.
Just as the surroundings were about to turn into an ice coffin, a gigantic grayish-blue figure appeared in Klein's vision.
The giant, Rosell, silently stood right in front. He knelt down on his left knee and bent his back forward, stabbing his broadsword into the ground in front of him.
The light of dawn lit up, forming an illusory wall to Groselle's left and right, protecting everyone behind him.
The icy-blue "tidal wave" surged over, but it was first split apart by the vertical broadsword before slamming into the light of dawn on the two sides!
In the vision of Klein and the others, the cave suddenly darkened, and then half of the light was restored.
They could clearly see that the bonfire had already been extinguished. The dim light from the outside world penetrated the layers of ice crystals and shone in, making it exceptionally dim.
At this moment, every inch of space in front of Rosell was frozen. This giant seemed to have become a bug in amber!
Then, the giant sword that was stabbed into the ground shone like the first rays of the morning sun.
They converged together and enveloped Rosell. Then, they transformed into a storm of light that swept outwards.
Silently, a huge crack appeared on the layer of ice that seemed to have been melted, and it spread all the way to the outside of the cave. Ge Rosell's grayish-blue figure disappeared from where he stood.
Elvish Songster Siatas, who had yet to tie her hair up, held her bow and arrow. Under the swirling winds, she charged out of the cave without any delay. Wearing an asymmetrical black coat, the Solomon Empire's Viscount Mobet Zoroast mumbled to himself, "Don't be in a hurry." He ran with large strides, following closely behind Siatas.
The ascetic, Snowman, who was facing the rock wall, stood up as well. He tapped his chest four times, as though he was drawing a cross.
"May the Lord bless me!"
With a hoarse and dry voice, he stepped on the cold ice with his bare feet and ran out of the cave through the crack.
Klein similarly didn't hesitate. Without drawing his revolver, he quickly entered the crack in the ice with Anderson, who was holding Death Brachyderm tightly.
Edwina Edwards, who was wearing a complicated shirt, looked at Danitz, who was trembling under the aura of a high-ranking Beyonder. She said with a gentle but emotionless voice,
With a gentle but emotionless voice, she said, "Stay here."
With that said, her light-blue eyes suddenly turned dark. Immediately, a strong wind howled around her, propelling her out.
Stay here … Dhaniz was taken aback for two seconds as he subconsciously surveyed the area. He saw the rock wall covered in frost and the completely extinguished fire.
The cave was silent. He was the only one there.
Dhaniz's trembling calmed down bit by bit as he turned agape, but he didn't say a word. All he could do was watch his captain's figure disappear into the cave's entrance.
Outside the cave, the former Rouen soldier, Frunziar Edward, who had rolled to avoid the first round of attacks, saw the King of the North Ulyssan flap its wings and soar into the sky to open up a distance from the Beyonders to ensure his safety. He hurriedly stabilized his body and pushed out his left palm diagonally.
Right on the heels of that, he announced in ancient Hermes:
"Flying is prohibited here!"
Suddenly, the frost dragon's wings that seemed to blot out the sky seemed to be hung by an invisible object that was a hundred times its weight. Flapping them became extremely difficult.
The King of the North immediately let out an angry roar. A loud sound wave drilled into Frunziar's ears, causing him to involuntarily sway.
With a whoosh, the wings that seemed to blot out the sky finally flapped down, stirring up all the snow and frost around them, scattering them into the air.
Although it was difficult for Ulyssan, it still succeeded in flying.
At this moment, Disciplinary Paladin Frunziar's expression turned extremely solemn. He once again spoke in ancient Hermes:
"Violators shall be punished!"
Just as he said that, his figure shot up, moving even faster than the frost dragon Ulyssan. It was as though he had been enhanced by an unknown power.
Ding!
Frunziar spread his body in midair as he brandished his iron-black sword, cleaving at the King of the North's neck in a manner that was certain to hit its target.
Clear cracks appeared on the ice-crystal-like armor as they spread to the surroundings. However, this didn't cause Ulyssan to bleed or be injured.
This frost dragon didn't even feel any pain. Its ghostly-blue eyes locked onto Frunziar as it wore a cruel and brutal expression.
It raised its front claws, and Frunziar was in midair with nowhere to dodge.
At that critical moment, a hurricane blew over, forcefully pushing the black-armored Disciplinary Paladin away. Ulyssan's strike struck the void, producing an explosive sound as it failed to hit its target.
The moment Elvish Songster Siatas rushed out of the cave, she didn't hesitate to take action and save Frunziar's life.
Right on the heels of that, her hair spread out once again in violation of the laws of nature. Each strand was wrapped with lightning.
She used the tip of her arrow to aim at the gigantic King of the North that was flying slowly in midair. She firmly pulled back the bowstring.
The sky instantly turned gray as though dark clouds were gathering and lightning was leaping.
Due to the influence of the Disciplinary Paladin, Ulyssan's flight wasn't that smooth. Suddenly, it retracted its wings and swooped down, slamming into Siatas like a high-speed train.
At that moment, the grayish-blue figure that made one feel safe rushed over and blocked the King of the North's swooping path!
The giant Rosell knelt on one knee once again, stabbing the broadsword that humans couldn't use in front of him.
A light that resembled the first rays of dawn appeared, erecting an impenetrable invisible wall.
Boom!
The frost dragon and Rosell's collision was like a terrifying explosion. It pulverized the surrounding snow and ice as it was pushed to the periphery.
Rosell failed to defend himself as he flew out like a ball, rolling past Siatas and slamming into a mountain wall with a bang. He slammed into the snow and ice above him, nearly creating an avalanche.
As for Ulyssan, it didn't retreat. All it did was stand in its spot.
Having its dive interrupted, it stepped on the ground with its hind legs. Its body leaned forward as it craned its neck and opened its mouth at Elvish Songster Siatas.
The Solomon Empire's noble, Mobet Zoroast, had long arrived beside Siatas. Upon seeing this, he hurriedly extended his right hand and quickly twisted his wrist.
Jurisian's mouth was completely agape, but he seemed to have forgotten what he wanted to do. He stood there in a daze and did not follow up. Mobet suddenly turned his head and spat to the side.
"Bah!"
The saliva was ordinary and there was nothing special about it.
Seizing this opportunity, the ascetic, Snowman, who had followed them out, raised his arms, as though he was embracing the grace of God.
Then, he said to Elvish Songster Siatas in a deep voice in ancient Hermes:
"God said it's effective!"
With a sizzling sound, the silver lightning on Siatas's hair brightened and surged out, intertwining with the arrow.
She let go of her wrist and the arrow shot out.
Rumble!
Dark clouds gathered in the sky, and a thick bolt of lightning struck down, superimposing on the arrow.
The arrow turned completely silver-white, as though it came from the god of thunder. It struck Jurisian's forehead at an unavoidable speed.
The layers of ice crystals vanished as the dreamy armor cracked. The arrow stabbed into the King of the North's head, causing it to let out a deafening scream.
Light blue blood flowed out and quickly coagulated. The frost dragon's ugly head shook crazily as silver darted about.
At this moment, Klein and Andersson ran out of the cave. Disciplinary Paladin Frunziar landed on the ground and tumbled a few times before standing up again. As for Rosell, he reached out his palm from the snow and rubbed his head. He didn't seem to be injured.
With so many teammates, I don't need to take the initiative to attack. I can attempt to control Jurisian's Spirit Body Threads … From what I saw, it doesn't seem to have the defenses of a demigod. Of course, it's much stronger than a Sequence 5 … A five-meter range. That's a little dangerous … Klein looked at the frost dragon and quickly had an idea.
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