Although they had known each other for a short time, everyone subconsciously followed Klein's words. Even Grossel, who had just landed and was still standing, jumped up with all his strength. With the help of the hurricane created by Shatas, everyone
Everyone narrowly avoided the attack of the ice ring.
But at the same time, this act of jumping on the spot also completely interrupted their coherent offensive.
After getting a chance to breathe, the frost dragon sealed its wounds with cold air. Under the cover of the cold mist created by the ice ring, it slid like a sled on the frozen land.
"God said, it doesn't work!"
Snowman, who realized that the fog had started to form in the area, immediately opened his arms. As the soft light spread out, the cold fog and ice crystals were mostly subsided, and even the solid ice on the ground began to melt slightly.
The Northern Dragon folded its wings and rushed toward everyone in a shuttle shape, exposing its sight, but the distance had been shortened to a very dangerous level, and its target was still Xiatasi!
Maybe it's because of the arrow that penetrated Nilin, or simply because she has the strongest long-range attack method, or simply because Xiatasi was blatantly starting to read and chant.
In short, the biting chill has completely locked in hatred.
Mobet didn't know when he left Xiatasi's side, but it was not for his own safety. When the distance between the frost dragon and Xiatasi had been drawn to a very dangerous point, Xiatasi was still chanting.
Singing a beautiful and strong melody, Mobet also stretched out his hand at the right time.
A span of nearly twenty meters was stolen. Without any warning, Shatas completed an exquisite displacement, and such an angle was no longer enough for the King of the North Wind to change direction quickly.
Its crazy eyes were burning with strong malice. When it realized that it could not attack Xiatasi quickly, it set its attack target on Snow, who was the closest.
Edwina, who had been reading the note, finally completed her preparations. A rich black color appeared in her eyes, as if flowing with a hateful liquid condensed from all the evil thoughts in the heart of the Holy Spirit.
She squeezed her right palm hard, and the King of the North, Yurisian, suddenly let out a painful roar, and the whole dragon stood upright.
Its blue eyes were full of confusion and pain, and seemed to be immersed in the sudden burst of madness and violent emotions.
Although they had not seen each other for many years, Anderson, a failed painter who was more or less a childhood sweetheart, seized the gap created by Edwina, condensed a blazing white flame spear in his hand, and threw it like an antelope hanging its horns.
This shot accurately hit Yurisian's reverse scales that were exposed again because he stood up.
With an extremely crisp sound of shattering, the black scales exploded completely, and the wounds frozen by the frost were melted by the high temperature of the flames. Even though the edges had been burnt black, ice-blue blood was still flowing out.
Birds and green smoke spurt out from the wound!
The King of the North, Yurisian, clearly felt that his life was passing quickly.
The survival instinct made it wake up from its madness for a moment. It gave up on the hateful insect that was so close and waved its flesh wings frantically in an attempt to escape from this dangerous place.
"Confinement!"
Long Zell, who was barely on the ground, raised his arms, and the air around the King of the North immediately became stagnant.
Upon seeing this, Xiatasi bent her bow and arrow again, but under the terrifying power of the frost dragon, Long Zell's imprisonment began to rapidly disintegrate.
"boom!"
At this moment, Snow suddenly punched the mountain wall behind him for no reason, but this punch seemed to cause some chain reaction, and the entire mountain began to shake.
"Grossell, raise your shield!"
Although Grossel didn't have a shield, he immediately understood what Snow meant and knelt down on one knee without hesitation, and the seemingly unbreakable wall of light rose again.
Immediately afterwards, a large stone more than ten meters long fell from the sky and hit the King of the North hard, knocking down the giant dragon that had finally risen into the air.
That boulder was not an ordinary stone, but a mountain that was affected by the battle!
When the King of the North was hit hard, a loud rumbling sound was heard from above. Only then did everyone realize the purpose of Snow asking Grossel to raise his shield.
Edwina's eyes suddenly glowed like the morning sun. As she knelt down on one knee, another layer of light wall that was much weaker than Grossel rose up inside the light wall.
The white snow mixed with gravel and broken wood rolled down, and the terrifying avalanche hit the battlefield like a waterfall.
"The Romance of Fairy Wood"
The wall of light propped up by Grossel and Edwina kept trembling, and even the ability users who maintained the "guarding" posture also trembled.
"The light effect is weakened and the power is increased!" Snow activated his ability again, and at the same time said loudly to Klein dressed as Gehrman:
"Spirit Thread!"
"Oh!" Klein immediately understood what Snow meant, and his spirituality spread out, and he began to search for the spiritual thread belonging to the King of the North in this crazy avalanche that did not carry extraordinary power.
"hold head high!"
Suddenly, a tragic, piercing scream like a cat being thrown into the bath erupted in his ears, and a dizzying blue light seemed to cover the avalanche that fell like a waterfall.
Everything solidified at this moment, and accompanied by the sound of cracking ice cubes, the shrill roar seemed to vent the madness.
Anderson's body instantly burst into blazing white flames, and Snowman and Klein also released the flames of the sun field at the same time. Although the power of the avalanche was so huge, the snowflakes that did not contain any extraordinary power faced the flames created by the mysterious power. It was melted and evaporated in just an instant.
The miserable appearance of the King of the North came into everyone's eyes. The broken dragon horns, the terrifying head flowing with ice-blue blood, the chest and abdomen pierced by bones, the twisted and shapeless drooping dragon wings, and other things could be clearly seen. One front leg was twisted at an obviously unnatural angle.
But no matter what, at this time, there was only crazy killing intent in its eyes.
Because it has understood that it cannot escape after losing its ability to fly!
Ice-blue dragon flames accumulated in the mouth, and the hard ice fixed the twisted limbs in a way that would not hinder movement.
But just when it was trying to vent the dragon flames in its mouth, its smooth movements suddenly became stiff. This was not because of the flaw caused by the pain, but because Klein, who had been waiting for the opportunity, finally caught it. Spiritual Thread!
Although he didn't know what happened, the King of the North's stiffness announced the arrival of a breach. Silver-white lightning arrows and pure blue wind blade arrows poured out, shattering the ice armor and tearing the skin. The King of the North, who had become extremely twisted, had wounds all over his body.
Upon seeing this, Edwina immediately took out a palm-sized brass mirror, reflected Yurisian's wounds in the mirror, grabbed the mirror surface with her right palm, and actually pinched the shadow in the mirror and pulled hard.
The tiny scars on the King of the North's body connected instantly, and a huge wound that almost completely tore it open was instantly exposed to the air. The ice-blue blood froze the air, and the already cold battlefield temperature dropped again.
The huge trauma caused Yurisian to scream uncontrollably, and the dragon flames in his mouth also dissipated.
Grossel raised the giant sword that was completely unusable by ordinary people and jumped up high. The dawn armor all over his body burned like flames. With a rough and primitive heroic roar, the sword struck fiercely.
The head of Urisian, King of the North.
The huge force directly smashed Yurisian's huge and ugly dragon head into pieces. Even the giant sword in Grossel's hand was overwhelmed and broke into several sections.
Although it seemed that he could no longer die, soldier Long Zell still followed the professionalism of making sure to hit the last hit, waved his arms vigorously, and said the simplest and most rude order——
"die!"
The huge dragon corpse suddenly shook, and streaks of bluish-white light burst out, stirring the flesh and blood, and quickly swam away. Soon, the dragon corpse that had been beaten in this round was thrown into a double door that was covered with snow.
"We succeeded!" Grosell threw away less than a quarter of the sword in his hand and let out a heroic laugh. The others were stunned for a moment and then laughed, but right here
At this moment, Snow's voice suddenly remembered——
"Guys, although it's nice to be able to leave, if you keep laughing like this, there will probably be another avalanche..."
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－
It was originally supposed to be a fragment of two thousand words, but I didn’t want to drag the dragon slaying to the next chapter, so I just finished it...
ps: The abilities that the protagonist has recently used are basically all variations of the same but different versions of Jianbai (rockfall and avalanche are ‘different paths leading to the same destination’).
There are two ways to use Jianbai similarities and differences, one is to emphasize one aspect and weaken another, and the other is to turn subjective cognition into objectivity.
The former is often used and I won’t mention it. The latter is simpler and means “I think it should be like this”.
For example, you can make "heavy iron balls hit the ground first", you can make tall people "more bulky", you can make "thousands of boiling water cause cancer" and so on.
Of course, this requires the consumption of spiritual energy. For example, the protagonist does not spend much spiritual energy to create the reverse scale, but when the reverse scale is shattered, it consumes a lot of spiritual energy to feed the damage back to the frost dragon. Even so, without
In the case of the white horse and non-horse blessing, because it was not as powerful as the demigod's frost dragon, it did not succeed in killing him. It just ignored the defense and inflicted huge damage.
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