While everyone was discussing, Tromm was still thinking about how to get out of this predicament.
His first goal was to break through Onassis's light shield.
Just as Tromm was panicking, he suddenly felt a wave hit the ice under his feet.
Because of the wind and rain, the waves were very big, so Tromm didn't pay much attention to it. However, when he discovered that cracks had appeared on the surface of the ice because of the wave, he was startled.
He turned around and realized why.
The waves couldn't break the ice. What caused the cracks was something caught in the waves —
The severed limbs of the sea troll.
These were all from the sea troll that Onassis had dismembered.
Tromm glanced at it and was about to turn around, but then, he caught a glimpse of a reflection on a severed limb in the distance.
He focused and realized that the reflection was from a weapon covered in spikes. It looked like a mace.
Looking at the mace, Tromm's eyes lit up. An image appeared in his mind. Not long ago, when the sea troll had appeared, it had blended in with the waves and sent Onassis flying with one blow.
Tromm even remembered that Onassis's face had been pale and blood had dripped from the corner of his mouth.
Tromm didn't know about the concept of "spear and shield," but he remembered that Onassis had been protected by a light shield. But why had he been sent flying and injured despite the shield's protection?
Tromm's mind spun quickly. There were only two reasons for this.
First, the weapon. Perhaps the weapon that looked like a spiked club had a special effect that could break through the defense of Onassis?
Tromm shook his head. He wasn't an alchemist, but he still had basic judgment. The mace seemed to be made of sea beast bones mixed with some random metals. He didn't sense any special waves. Other than the material itself, there shouldn't be any other effect.
If there really was a special effect, Onassis would definitely have taken it back instead of letting it drift.
Now that the weapon was eliminated, there was only the second reason left.
Onassis's light shield had a limit to how much damage it could take.
The Sea Trolls were very powerful, Tromm could feel it himself. Because of this, he didn't face the Sea Trolls head-on from beginning to end.
The sea troll had used his unparalleled strength to swing his spiked club, creating a force that exceeded the limits of Onassis's light barrier. That was why Onassis was injured?
Troem thought about it carefully and felt that this might be the truth. Otherwise, there was no way to explain why Onassis would be sent flying by the Sea Troll.
However, after knowing the truth, Tromm's expression still didn't look good.
In order to break through Onassis's "shield" and exceed the upper limit of the attacks it could withstand, one would have to at least reach the strength of the sea troll's mace. This wasn't a simple matter.
"Do I really have to release its power?" Tromm hesitated.
At the judges' table, the judges observed Tromm's expression and said slowly, "It seems that Tromm has realized the difficulty of the problem."
In order to break the shield, one would have to possess power that exceeded the upper limit of what Onassis could withstand.
Although the Sea Troll was only a level-3 apprentice, it had a natural physical advantage. That was why it could break through Onassis's defense. In terms of pure strength, the Sea Troll was at the level of a wizard.
Tromm was only a peak-level apprentice. Would he be able to break through Onassis' shield with his wizard-level power?
In the Infinite Arena, Tromm exhaled deeply. He seemed to have made a decision. He looked back at Onassis. "I'll be serious now."
Onassis stared at him intently.
"Originally, I wanted to use this power only when I challenged him." Tromm slowly raised his head. He seemed to be able to see the situation outside through the dome.
A figure flashed across his mind. It was the person who had changed the entire situation in Rasudran. This was the person he worshipped, and also the person he had always wanted to challenge.
"But now, I have to use it."
As Tromm spoke, his aura gradually increased. At first, it was still within the range of what everyone could recognize, but towards the end, it exceeded the limit and reached an unknown level.
Even the surrounding environment had changed.
The powerful aura pierced a hole in the clouds in the sky. As soon as the waves reached Tromm, they would be enveloped by a strong white mist and freeze.
Before, Tromm had only frozen a part of the sea. Now, he completely froze it.
With Tromm as the center, the entire sea became a frozen kingdom!
When Tromm's aura reached its peak, his body also underwent drastic changes. His body slowly grew larger and his muscles became more muscular. His exposed skin was covered in snow-white fur.
When Tromm roared into the sky, a huge phantom appeared behind him.
When the audience saw this illusion, they were all stunned.
It was a huge elk the size of a small mountain. Clouds swirled around the elk. It was similar to the white mist around Tromm, but denser and more ethereal. What surprised the audience the most was that there was a faint seven-colored mist floating between the elk's intertwined horns. In the mist, they could vaguely see the illusion of a city.
This was a miraculous beast that could hold up a city!
When the elk phantom appeared, almost everyone present recognized its identity.
"Cassiomie!" Farrina couldn't help but stand up and look at the scene in shock.
Cassiomie was an elk phantom beast that the Moonfrost Union had raised in the Abyss.
It could travel back and forth in the Abyss. It was so powerful that it wasn't threatened by demons. It could continuously bring resources from the wizarding world to the Moonfrost Union's base!
It was a strategic-level phantom beast! It was even the Moonfrost Union's most precious strategic-level phantom beast in the Abyss!
Because, between the two horns of this illusory beast, there was an illusory city!
This illusion city could be seen as a wizard market. It was the Moonfrost Union's largest resource distribution center in the Abyss.
Farrina had sat on Cassiomie before and even entered the illusion city. She knew Cassiomie's status in the Moonfrost Union too well.
Farrina had always known that Tromm had absorbed the blood of a deer-like monster, but she had never thought that Tromm had absorbed Cassiomie's blood.
"Is this really possible? How can Tromm absorb Cassiomie's blood at his current level? " Farrina frowned. Tromm's power was completely different from Cassiomie's. If Tromm absorbed Cassiomie's blood, he would basically explode and die.
"It's not a bloodline fusion," Hydra said.
Farrina looked over. "It's not a bloodline fusion? Then why can he take Cassiomie's form and even have illusions? "
"It's a symbiotic contract," Hydra said.
Hydra was a Prophetic Sorcerer. His words were usually ambiguous, but when he said certain words, there was nothing wrong with them.
Farrina was also dazed. If it really was a symbiotic contract, Tromm could really gain power from Cassiomie.
However, it was very painful to sign a symbiotic contract, especially with such an ancient phantom beast. The risk of death was very high. Why would Tromm choose to sign a symbiotic contract with Cassiomie?
Hydra seemed to have seen through Farrina's confusion. "Don't forget who her teacher is."
'Pale Witch' Queenie Sudol!
Thinking of her name, Farrina immediately understood. Queenie was a teacher who was very good at tricking her students. If it was her, it might really be possible.
"Since Tromm has Cassiomie's symbiotic contract, he should be able to break Onassis's shield even if he can only control one percent of Cassiomie's power." Farrina looked at the field. "This match is getting more and more interesting."
Now that Tromm had used his trump card, the situation immediately changed.
They just didn't know how much Cassiomie's power Tromm could control, and … how would Onassis deal with it?
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