The Frost Dragon Ulyssan charged to where Ascetic Snowman had been standing, but it did not hit anything. It slid past, leaving behind a long ravine.
Behind it, fireballs exploded one after another, creating fireworks. Klein's body stiffened as he used the Flash Jump. He didn't allow the King of the North to open up a distance between him and him. He remained within five meters of it.
When Ulyssan stopped, he, who was still in his invisible state, suddenly had an ominous feeling. A corresponding scene appeared in his mind as he hurriedly lunged forward, sticking close to the ground as he burrowed beneath the frost dragon.
At the same time, Ulyssan's thick and powerful tail lashed out, lashing at the nearby Elvish Songster Siatas and the Solomon Empire aristocrat, Mobet.
Whoosh!
With a gust of wind, Mobet was sent flying, dodging the frost dragon's tail. As for Siatas, she was a beat too slow. Although she had used the strong winds to retreat with the sweeping momentum to dissipate the force, she was still struck to the side. It shattered the thick illusory scales that had surfaced on her body and fractured her ribs. She was sent flying backward, and with the wind's support, she didn't land too heavily on the snowy ground.
If it were Mobet or Anderson, this strike would've been enough to kill them on the spot. Thankfully, the Storm pathway had the corresponding illusory scales to protect them. Furthermore, every Sequence would receive a corresponding enhancement. Siatas was only seriously injured and didn't fall unconscious. She didn't even completely lose her mobility.
At this moment, the King of the North Ulyssan's neck moved as it opened its mouth and spewed out a pale blue wave of light.
The wave of light swept past Snowman, freezing the ascetic into an ice sculpture. Edwina, Frunziar, and Anderson were either blocked by the massive dragon's body, using other Beyonder powers, or being too far away. They couldn't save him in time.
Bang!
The frost dragon leaped and turned around, causing the ground to tremble.
At that moment, its condition had clearly deteriorated. The wound on its right shoulder was abnormally gruesome. Although the frozen pale blue blood had barely stopped the injury from worsening, its corresponding front claws were nearly paralyzed, making it inconvenient.
Many of the illusory scales on its body had shattered, turning abnormally dim as though it had lost a large amount of vitality.
But no matter what, it had managed to severely injure or restrict three of its opponents, and its situation was much better than before. Especially since the giant Rosell was severely injured, it was no longer being held back, and it could attack as it pleased.
Upon seeing this scene, Edwina's light-blue eyes turned dark once again. Viscous malevolence slowly flowed in them.
She suddenly clenched her right fist. Ulyssan raised its head and roared again in extreme pain. Light blue liquid flowed out of the corners of its eyes and mouth.
At this moment, the Frost Dragon's mind was filled with explosive emotions.
Seizing this opportunity, Edwina's eyes lit up, turning extremely pure. The light of dawn around her rapidly appeared and condensed into a sword.
She had to play the role of a guardian and stop the King of the North.
She believed that the German Sparrow must have his reasons for hiding beside Jurisian. All he lacked was time!
Right at this moment, a figure shrouded in the light of dawn rushed to the front of the Frost Dragon.
It was the giant Rosell!
His chest was caved in as his grayish-blue skin turned pale. The broadsword in his hand had cracks that resembled spiderwebs, but he still bravely faced his enemy.
Rosell appeared to be burning his life as he emitted light and heat as he cleaved at his target.
"Giants never retreat!"
Amidst the angry roar, Rosell blocked the Frost Dragon's strikes time and time again. Furthermore, due to one of its front claws being crippled, it still had the strength to dodge the icy-blue breath.
"Imprison!" Disciplinary Paladin Frunziar ran over and began restricting the King of the North's actions. Edwina also found a tacit understanding. She waited until Jurisian broke free of its restraints in anger before detonating its emotions, allowing the control to continue, preventing high-speed collisions from happening. Anderson would occasionally throw out a blazing white spear or produce condensed fireballs at times. He repeatedly dealt the greatest damage to his opponent. After Mobet recovered, he continued stealing thoughts and powers to interfere with the Frost Dragon's attacks.
Jurisian attempted to spread its wings and flap the snow to fly into the sky twice, but it was affected by Frunziar's superimposed Flight Restriction. It became difficult and slow, so it could only give up.
By its feet, Klein, who was constantly changing positions, slowly controlled the Spirit Body Threads. He had long reached the limit of twenty seconds, but he still failed to succeed. This was because the King of the North's spirit was powerful and crazy!
After a while, there was a loud clang. After the broadsword in Rosell's hand was stained by the Frost Dragon's breath, it was struck by its front claws. Immediately, it shattered into countless fragments that flew in different directions.
Amidst the sounds, the invisible wall in front of Rosell that was nearing its limits was penetrated. A few fragments stabbed deep into his head and chest.
Disciplinary Paladin Frunziar, who was closest to him, similarly failed to dodge in time. The side of his armor was shattered as the corresponding spots were mangled.
"Giants never retreat!"
Rosell roared once again as the light of dawn bloomed from his body as a pure sword of light appeared in his palm.
As dark red blood flowed down his face, he blocked another strike from the frost dragon.
At this moment, Klein controlled the Spirit Body Threads like he was plucking a zither string. He finally saw the dawn of initial control.
Three seconds! Two seconds! One second!
King of the North Ulyssan's actions came to a halt. Every joint in its body seemed to be covered in rust.
The frost dragon immediately turned alert and sensed that the source of danger came from beneath it. Before its mind completely slowed down, it instantly made the decision to sit down.
It wanted to reduce that sinister and vicious fellow to mincemeat!
Suddenly, its mind went adrift as it forgot what it wanted to do. As for Mobet Zoroast, who was more than twenty meters away, his legs went limp as he strangely sat down on the snow.
Klein took the opportunity to move his feet, neither too fast nor too slow. He walked to the side of the frost dragon's hind legs.
His invisibility began to fade. After all, the simulation was definitely inferior to the original. He extended his hands as his spirituality leaped, as though he was controlling a gigantic puppet.
Bang!
Ulyssan, whose mind had already slowed down, found its previous decision. Its hind legs slowly bent as its body slammed down like a collapsing mountain, but all it did was stir up the snow and dust.
No … Not good … I have to … do that … Thoughts flashed through its mind in a clear sequence as its heart contracted, condensing a terrifying pale blue light that was close to white.
This was a Beyonder power that stemmed from its life. It could create a hell of extreme cold. Previously, it had used this to freeze Klein and company. If not for Snowman's experience and powers restraining such a state, there would have been more than one or two Beyonders who died.
However, at that moment, under Klein's control, everything Ulyssan was doing had clearly slowed down. Edwina acutely sensed the source of danger that she couldn't grasp previously. She immediately clenched her right palm and once again ignited the frost dragon's fluctuating emotions.
The King of the North's body trembled in slow motion. The pale blue light that was about to condense dissipated uncontrollably, failing to interfere with its surroundings.
"… Ah …"
The frost dragon slowly opened its mouth as it let out a stuttering scream.
Elvish Songster Siatas had recovered slightly as she barely managed to stand up. Upon seeing this, she immediately endured the pain and pulled back her bowstring.
Her hair spread out again as thick leaden clouds appeared in midair. Two different silver-white bolts of lightning intersected and surged into the bow, forming a terrifying arrow with layers of lightning coiling around it.
Siatas's face contorted as she released the bowstring.
The silver-white bolt of lightning whizzed into Ulyssan's abdomen, tearing open a gruesome wound. Inside the wound, sparks splattered as the lightning bolts darted about, causing even more damage.
At that moment, Anderson's eyes lit up as his body was covered in a layer of scorching white flames. Then, he transformed into a stream of light and accurately shot into the wound.
Pitch-black marks quickly appeared on the chest and abdomen of the Frost Dragon, as if someone had scribbled there. Jurisian's thoughts were no longer as slow under the intense stimulation. It struggled to flap its wings and soar into the sky.
"Flying is prohibited here!" Disciplinary Paladin Frunziar added more restrictions in a timely manner.
Bang!
The King of the North landed once again as the pitch-black marks on its abdomen split open. Light blue blood and damaged organs surged out like a waterfall.
Anderson jumped off the dragon's body. The flames on his body had been extinguished, and he was covered by a thin layer of transparent ice.
"It's cold … It's cold …" He held Death Brachydont as he stiffly jumped out, his body constantly trembling.
Klein, who had nearly had the frost dragon break free from his restraints, regained the feeling of initial control. It slowed down Ulyssan's desire to bury everyone present along with him. At the same time, it suffered from theft and detonation.
Its slender neck slowly stretched up as it let out a sluggish wail before its body collapsed inch by inch.
During this process, Klein didn't attempt to stop Siatas and company from continuing their attacks. This was because he knew very well that it would take more than five minutes to turn the frost dragon into a puppet. There were too many accidents that could happen during this process.
Disciplinary Paladin Frunziar panted as he stood up straight. With the side of his body in a bloody mess, he once again pushed out his hand that wasn't holding a sword and solemnly declared in ancient Hermes:
"Die!"
Ulyssan's body trembled as it collapsed to the ground like a tiny mountain formed from ice.
Light blue light that was close to white burst out from its body, stirring its flesh and quickly flowing around. Soon, the gigantic dragon corpse turned into a thick, tall, and snow-covered door.
Without needing anyone to remind them, all the Beyonders present knew that this was the door that led to the outside world.
"Finally, finally … succeeded …" Rosell laughed out loud as his voice became softer and softer.
Bang!
His nearly four-meter-tall body lunged forward as he propped himself up on one knee. The light of dawn on his body quickly dissipated as his aura instantly vanished.
"Groselle!" Siatas and company approached him with great difficulty or speed.
Ge Rosell slowly surveyed the area as he clenched his fists and smiled in a simple and honest manner.
"We … did it!
"Giants will never … retreat …"
His voice came to an abrupt halt as his single vertical eye drooped down.
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