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Chapter 242 The Wrath of Frost

Xuan Weizi's body is surrounded by purple air and golden light. He steps on the silver waves and is guarded by stars. His fairy music echoes in the wind. He floats like a fairy traveling, and like a comet crossing the sky, crossing the two opposing armies on the ground and flying straight towards the Prince of the Earth.

And go.

His move was too conspicuous. The Son of the Holy Scale, who transformed into a black flame demon, raised his head and roared, flapped his wings of black flames, left behind the cavalry of the Choir led by Bishop Abilit, and pursued Xuan Weizi.

"Everyone, target Olenso, kill me!!" The Son of Saint Scale flapped his wings and flew into the air, making a loud voice. Strong hatred and anger filled his heart. As long as he killed this doctor Olenso, all difficulties would be solved.

They will completely break the twist!

However, the Granfaz army has already fallen into chaos - the green castle-like king of creeping monsters is destroying the formation wantonly, devouring flesh and blood; the choir is full of brilliance and launching an attack, fighting against the remnants in an orderly manner.

The scale-heart guards and bipedal soldiers; and the ogres that raided from the west were controlled by a snow goblin, and they threw stones and spears in the distance, like trebuchets and heavy ballistae, harvesting large areas.

life.

As for the most conspicuous black iron golem in Wutai, although it slowly attacked Chaidui Town under the order of the Son of Holy Scale, it was firmly restrained by the Chaidui Town army defending the river. Or it was blocked by the Changliu tribe.

The "strong acid arrows" and "strong acid balls" shot by the magic wand will destroy the iron sheet and cause white smoke to rise, or they will be entangled and grappled by the wicker men and magic vines of the Green Circle, making it difficult to perform, or they will be sacrificed by the guardian fairies sacrificed by the Star Order.

Either they were restrained by multiple giant psychic warriors who swung their battle axes and hammered them so hard that sparks flew out. There was even a black iron golem that was pounced on the ground by Rosalian, claws clawing at it, and saber teeth tearing it apart.

Iron, killing is a joy.

In the end, only the two totem princes, Qi Qi and Agni, followed the Son of the Holy Scale. They all realized that the defeat of the army was certain, so it was better to concentrate on destroying the enemy's leader, and perhaps there was still a chance of victory.

"What happened to the Son of the Holy Scale? Why did it become like this?" Prince Agni asked, stepping on the flames.

Prince Qi canceled the "Incarnation of Thunder" state and said with a slightly tired face: "Don't ask so many questions! Defeat the enemy first!"

Prince Dao, who is as reckless as Da Qi, also sensed that something was wrong this time. Based on Dr. Olenso's past style, he would never take risks for no reason. Now that Glanfaz's army is about to be defeated, why would he leave Woodpile Town? And Prince Da Qi

He has the keenest sense of weather changes, and he is also aware of the cold wave approaching at high speed from the northeast.

"You will protect the Son of the Holy Scale later." Prince Atmosphere said while flying: "I feel this is another conspiracy of Olanso."

"But..." The young Prince Liehuo looked puzzled: "The Son of Holy Scales looks more majestic than me now. He doesn't need my protection."

"Obey!" Prince Qi suddenly turned his head and looked with a frightened expression on his blue face: "Something is coming!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the white frost from the northeastern sky rushed like an avalanche, with a rumbling collision sound. The temperature of the surrounding space suddenly dropped, and the water vapor in the wind condensed directly into little ice crystals. The already slightly warm early spring seemed to suddenly return.

To the cold winter snowy night.

"... Disaster!!!"

The terrifying ice storm with a radius of more than three hundred feet was mixed with primitive and frantic magical energy. The screams and howls coming from it filled the world with pure malice and resentment, making those who heard it shudder.

The Atmospheric Prince was unable to dodge, and was caught in the monstrous frost. His body was not frozen, but almost suffocated. The extremely strong frost energy directly penetrated all the spell resistance, elemental protection, and Fortitude immunity of the Atmospheric Prince.

, the cold alone almost froze all the blood in his body.

call--

A ball of flames rushed towards Prince Atmosphere. Prince Agni, who came to the rescue in time, picked him up and quickly fell to the ground, out of the scope of the ice storm.

"Damn! What the hell is that?!" Prince Qi fell to the ground, feeling pain like daggers all over his body. He could no longer concentrate on casting spells, and even getting up and walking felt like he was being tortured.

"The ice storm is heading towards the Sons of Holy Scales!" After saying this, Prince Agni turned into a meteor-like fireball and shot straight away.

"Don't, don't go!" The Prince of Air was slow for a moment and did not keep the Prince of Fire. He was very annoyed. The brief life-and-death struggle just now made him understand that the one who came was much more powerful than the Prince of Earth, and was not like them at all.

What the Totem Prince can contend with.



"Mad dog."

Xuan Weizi immediately gave his judgment. He turned around and came to the vicinity of the Prince of the Earth. But the old man had no intention of attacking Xuan Weizi directly at the moment, because he also saw the terrifying ice storm roaring towards him.

He caught up with the Son of the Holy Scale from behind and directly involved him.

There was a crash, thump, and explosion, and a ball of black flames wrapped in a dark red devil-like son of the Holy Scales flew out of the ice storm. The previous evil power was completely lost, and he was actually severely beaten.

Throw it to the ground, and with the momentum, a trench of dozens of feet is plowed out.

"Son of Holy Scales!" Prince Earth stepped forward, but was ignited by the vicious black flames all over the body of Son of Holy Scales. The pain that touched the soul and essence of life made Prince Earth frown and retreat.

"I'm fine!" The Son of Holy Scales stood up and turned into a demon with a ferocious face. With a ferocious expression, he first stared at Xuan Weizi not far away, and then moved his gaze towards the terrifying ice storm in the sky.

"What is that?" asked the Earth Prince.

"I don't know!" The son of Shenglin didn't have the patience to understand and discuss. He raised his hand and pointed at Xuan Weizi: "This monster is coming for him!"

The Prince of Earth immediately understood Xuan Weizi's intention and simply said: "Son of Holy Scales, we might as well retreat temporarily and let this monster deal with Dr. Olenso."

The son of the Holy Scale seemed unable to suppress the hatred in his heart. His fangs were all in his mouth and he was making a sound while black flames shot out from between his teeth.

But just for this moment of hesitation, a tall figure fell from the ice storm, his feet hitting the ground like iron stakes, beast-like white hair covering his whole body, a face similar to that of an ape, a third eyeball on his forehead, and a pair of new horns.

It emerges from the tip of the eyebrow and has not grown up yet.

"I am... Casta. I am... the Lord of Frost!" The white-haired horned giant roared, and then he opened his mouth and breathed out a breath of frost with extraordinary power, directed at the Son of the Holy Scale and the Prince of the Earth.

Spray out.

"The naked hairy monster!" The son of the Holy Scales was full of anger and hatred. He did not dodge, and black flames surged out from his body. He raised his arms and opened his mouth. The vicious black flames collided head-on with the frost breath, and ice and fire suddenly burst out.

Two extremely opposing energies erupted into a dazzling scene of light and dark flashing, shrouding the surrounding world in black and white.

However, Casta's Frost Breath was much more powerful than Xuan Weizi's Frost-Edged Flying Sword. The vicious black flames of the Son of Saint Scale could not even last three seconds and were directly overwhelmed by the pale and extremely cold Frost Breath.

"Be careful!" Prince Earth, who took the opportunity to avoid the range of his breath, exclaimed, but his voice was difficult to detect under the collision of ice and fire.

Fortunately, the Son of Holy Scales realized that he was outmatched, so he quickly fluttered his wings and flew away from the frost breath that could freeze all living creatures. Even the Son of Holy Scales, who transformed into an evil demon, has a much stronger physique than a mammoth, and his body strength is comparable to that of a mammoth.

The adamantine golem did not dare to bear this extraordinary frost breath easily.

But in the next moment, the sense of crisis was like an ice edge stabbing into the brain and stimulating the soul. The son of the Holy Scales only had time to turn his head, and his vision was filled with a fist. Castana's fist was like a siege hammer and slammed down!

Boom——

With one punch, just one punch, the ground turned into a crater with a radius of a hundred feet. Blood spurted out from the seven orifices of the Son of Saint Scales, his scales flew away, his legs sank into the ground, and the surrounding earth and rocks were turned into rotten powder.

"Open, what, what, play, laugh..." Even though the demonic form gave the son of the holy scale a body as strong as gold and strong physical damage reduction, more than a dozen of them were still broken by this punch.

The bones and internal organs seemed to be being crushed back and forth by a steamroller. However, in this state, he would not faint due to pain, but would only turn the pain into more intense and vicious black flames.

The black flame burned iron like burning paper, completely covering the white-haired horned giant, causing him to roar in pain and speak inarticulately with difficulty:

"...the remnant...you are just a servant under the stairs...how dare you disobey your master..."

Casta's voice is full of extreme resentment and hatred for all living things, and the telepathy is accompanied by the ancient giant language. Even if you don't have "knowledge of language", you can roughly understand what he means, but in clear sentences that can be distinguished

During this time, there was also a large amount of seemingly irregular noise mixed in.

The Son of Holy Scales originally had an expression of anger and hatred. After hearing Casta's words, he suddenly felt great fear and forgot to resist and broke away for a moment. The black flames around Casta were blown out by the erupting frost, and he

He casually grabbed the head of the Son of Saint Scale and lifted it up.

"Let go!" With a loud shout, the Prince of the Earth, who was covered in golden light, raised his arms forward and gathered the power of the earth with the "Fist of the Peaks" to hit Casta's waist and ribs without reservation.

Praise from the peaks, for tens of thousands of years, the earth's rock formations have collided and squeezed to form the peaks, and the creation-like power surged in and hit Casta without any pretense, causing the horned giant to scream in pain and backhand.

Throw the Son of Holy Scale away.

"...Inferior species!!"

Casta roared angrily, and without hesitation shifted his target to the Earth Prince. He quickly grabbed one of the Earth Prince's legs with his big hand. No matter how the Earth Prince tried to cast a spell to fix himself to the ground, Casta was still caught.

He grabbed it easily, and then like a naughty child throwing a pillow, he threw the Prince of the Earth back and forth on the ground, causing rocks to fly and dust to fly everywhere.

After a series of smashings, the Earth Prince was thrown aside as trash. He spat out a few mouthfuls of sticky blood clots in embarrassment, but his legendary level of vitality allowed him to barely endure Casta's torture.

"No, no... you can't be alive, you should have left!" The Son of Saint Scales suppressed the fear and shock in his heart, and yelled like crazy: "Since you have left, don't come back again!!"

The son of the Holy Scale, who was filled with anger and fear, condensed the billowing black flames into a pitch-black scimitar. The evil power surged, and thousands of resentful souls wailed in it. Before the scimitar fell, even the frenzied and unstoppable

The prefaced Casta couldn't help but move. He turned around and once again caused the ice storm to roar and circle, freezing all directions!

"Son of Holy Scales, be careful!"

At this time, the Prince of Fire, who was chasing after him, arrived. He shouted loudly, and the golden tattoos all over his body were covered in flames. It was no lie that his blood was boiling at this moment. The Prince of Fire burned his own life, and his whole body turned into a ball with a radius of four to five meters.

The ten-foot lava ball fell violently!

Casta, who dominates the frost and snow, stands tall. The original magic surges through his body. His hands are like a piece of pure blue-white cold light. He rips hard at the lava ball, splitting it in two, and the cold wave that extinguishes life directly blows the boiling water.

The rolling lava froze into a brittle hard rock plate under the polar glaciers. It smashed to pieces on the ground, and the figure of the Prince of Fire was never seen again.

"No--!!"

Prince Earth, who fell to the ground and vomited blood, was filled with grief and anger. Prince Agni was the youngest among the four totem princes and had always been treated like a child in the family. Now he just met him and was killed by the white-haired horned giant in front of him, and he was still "

In the state of "Lava Incarnation", Casta crushed the life and soul of the Fire Prince to pieces, and not even a scrap of corpse could be found!

"We... are not your enemies!" The Prince of Earth was grieving. He knew that it was difficult for the two of them to defeat the powerful enemy in front of him. He quickly raised his hand and pointed in the distance: "He is -"

But before he finished speaking, he discovered that Xuan Weizi, who was watching the battle, had already disappeared.

"Not only is he a mad dog, he is also a legendary mad dog."

Xuan Weizi, who didn't know when he flew high into the sky, cast a spell to hide his traces. He scratched his head in confusion. Casta's appearance was beyond his expectation.

Xuan Weizi had many assumptions about the people who wanted to cause trouble for him. They were either revenge killers invited by relatives and friends related to Fusman, or high-ranking wizards who coveted the ruins of ancient giants. He might also have a vision of his future plans and expansion momentum.

, a high-level figure who intends to sabotage and intervene first.

In fact, there are indeed several manpower from different forces around the Xinggang Dharma Altar, but they are basically lurking and watching the war, and have not actively intervened in the war. After all, Xuan Weizi has also shown several powerful magic powers, and it is also to intimidate the people.

These forces are lurking to watch the battle.

But the white-haired horned giant who suddenly came out now was completely headless. Xuan Weizi's psychic powers could not detect his thoughts at all. Casta was surrounded only by strong hatred and malice. Compared to

The demonic incarnation of the Son of the Holy Scale is even more profound.

If the Son of the Holy Scale is still at the level of depravity that kills and kills, then Casta is full of malice towards the world itself. He hates all living beings and all existence, and only has an extreme will to destroy. Just looking at it a few times, it feels like

There is a risk of contaminating the spiritual platform.

"Interesting, the servants under the stairs, the disobedient master, the remnants...and those irregular noises, is he speaking giant language?" Xuan Weizi said with a smile on his face:

"Son of the Holy Scale, I have probably guessed your origin, and it is somewhat similar to what I imagined before. In this way, Casta should be a living giant. But with this appearance, it seems that your bloodline is not very pure.

?…Hey, hey, don’t stare at me.”


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