Galt continued to explain, but it was already perfunctory.
In my heart, waves of heat kept rising.
He must use magic to counteract this cold air.
The smelting technique can heat metal to a temperature of thousands of degrees, but at this moment, it is only enough to maintain his normal body temperature.
The cold air that surrounds Caroline every moment seems to be emanating naturally from her rather than being intentionally cast.
This kind of power has already overwhelmed Galt.
His breathing became rapid, and the hot air exhaled from his mouth instantly atomized in the cold air, forming clouds of white mist.
I saw a sneer rising from the corner of the witch's mouth.
Immediately, the air suddenly cooled down.
The ground is turning into ice at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Galt quickly retreated and cast spells with all his strength to prevent the cold air from pouring into his body.
His fists became as hard as a soldering iron, hot water flowed through his blood, and his hands even turned red, like smelting steel.
The spell showdown unfolded silently.
Galt cast the spell with all his strength and stood firm. At the same time, all available metals around him were used by him at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Pens, coins, and metal tabs deformed, melted, and coalesced together in an instant.
Caroline was also a little surprised by this kind of spell that could be formed without chanting a spell.
But she still stood there, motionless, with a contemptuous look passing through the corners of her eyes.
"It did happen twice."
The Frost Witch taunted.
Galt was unmoved, he had no intention of talking to Caroline.
The condensed metal objects flew rapidly towards Caroline in various shapes. Galt didn't even have time to change their shapes, as long as they could cause damage and threat to the opponent.
However, as the dean of the highest magic academy in Kislev, Caroline was already prepared for such spells. A series of short spells came out of her mouth.
The next second, the flying metal fragments froze and solidified in the air at an extremely fast speed. As a harsh crackling sound came, dozens of metal fragments shattered and exploded in front of the Frost Witch.
The metal weapon that was hot one moment had turned into a puddle of broken ice on the ground the next.
The scene in front of him made Galt's heart freeze. In the past few times, he relied on this move to defeat the frost witches who came to challenge them. Their reaction speed may be fast enough, but when faced with metal bullets shot from all directions,
, and is unable to comprehensively block it.
Caroline, however, easily defused them in the air. Those bullet-like metal fragments didn't even reach half an inch in front of her.
But the cold wave impact is still continuing.
Galt felt that his body was constantly being hit by cold waves from all directions. One moment, he was barely supporting himself to maintain a normal body temperature. The next second, the cold seemed to penetrate his skin, pour into the blood throughout his body, and freeze him in place.
Yes, he was indeed frozen in place.
Her feet were already covered with thick frost without even realizing it, and Caroline did it all just by looking at him...
In just a few seconds, Galt felt an icy cold current flowing through his blood. The cold that penetrated deep into his bones suffocated him and could not be dispelled.
But he still didn't want to give up.
I, Belshazer Galt, will not be defeated so easily!
The alchemist summoned his last strength and drew hard magic symbols in the air with his trembling right hand.
Trying to make a last ditch effort.
Finally, just before being frozen, the metal spell once again exerted its residual heat.
I saw a red stream of heat spurting out from the alchemist's forehead, instantly surging throughout his body.
Accompanied by the manic roar of magic, the fiery molten metal enveloped Gelt, making it radiate with hot metal flames all over its body, like a burning metal body.
However, just as he was about to counterattack, the Frost Witch raised a contemptuous smile on her lips.
Caroline's face remained unchanged. Before Galt could counterattack, an ice barrier had already blocked the alchemist. Accompanied by a harsh whistling sound like a storm, ice shards and cold currents continued to rotate around the alchemist.
, the hurricane roared with Galt as the center, and within a moment, he was completely enveloped in it.
Like a tornado mixed with ice and storm wind, it tightly wrapped the alchemist...
Everything in the room was spinning wildly, books, broken furniture, lamps, flower pots, everything was torn apart in this blue storm, spinning violently...
Ice, snow, and cold currents wrap around metal and magma-like heat currents. In the snow-white vortex, there are red flames that are constantly extinguishing...
Finally, the alchemist couldn't bear it anymore.
The moment before he was about to reach out and touch the Frost Witch, his body was completely frozen.
He could still breathe, but couldn't move.
Caroline didn't kill her, just as Galt didn't kill the witches who came to challenge her before. Essentially, they all belonged to the same camp.
"Mr. Belshazer Geert, you should remember how you look now."
Caroline walked back and forth in the room on her crystal boots while looking at the defeated alchemist with disdain.
"I lost...please...let me go...forgive me for my foolish behavior in the past..."
Galt lowered his head, his face was pale, and his lips were trembling. The cold made him almost kneel on the ground.
Although he is dissatisfied, a good man will not suffer the immediate consequences. Galt knows that now he can only please this female witch... Otherwise, his own life is really not guaranteed... Killing Caroline now is like pinching to death.
An ant is generally easy.
"Of course I will forgive you. You are a guest of Rhodes and a guest of Kislev. This is the tradition of the Ice and Snow Kingdom not to kill guests who come from afar."
Caroline's words gave Galt a moment of relief.
"I'm just warning you not to cross the line. Although there are few people in the Northern Kingdom, I am not the only one who can defeat you."
Caroline whispered, her voice cold and serious, as if she came from the Ice Age.
The alchemist quickly understood the clue, that is, from now on, when encountering the frost witches from the magic academy, they must hide away and stop being so arrogant... let alone taking action, in the future, they may not even be able to speak...
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Galt sighed deeply in his heart, but he had no choice but to do what he could... he could only blame himself for not being good at learning and being defeated by others.
Facing Caroline's threats, Galt quickly bowed and apologized.
It wasn't until Principal Frost Witch left the devastated room that the alchemist slumped down and leaned in front of the damaged sofa. His eyes were bloodshot and his lips could not stop trembling... Half a quarter of an hour ago, this was Keith.
One of Reeve's most luxurious bedrooms, and now it's not even a doghouse...
"grown ups?!"
"Are you okay?"
Just as Galt collapsed on the ground, the guards downstairs rushed up in panic.
The fight just now was enough to wake up the entire building, even people within a few miles radius. Fortunately, there were not many residents around. This is the single-family mansion that Rhodes gave to Galt...
"Do you think I'm okay?"
Facing the panicked guards, Galt mocked unabashedly.
The two guards looked at each other... and didn't dare to say anything.
Galt just glanced at them and knew that these two losers had also been controlled by Caroline's ice spell just now.
Their bodies were still covered with ice shards, and their faces were covered with broken ice. Frosty ice shards covered their scabbards, and Galt even doubted whether these two losers could still pull out their swords.
"You're fired! What a bunch of losers!"
The mage cursed——
"I have never stopped an intruder. Those witches are as transparent to you. They come and leave as they please! What do I need from you?"