In the world of Moe King, I became the ruler of ice.

The onlookers were instantly stunned.

"This...this is possible, why does this demon possess the aura of a demon king?"

"That's the aura of a demon king!"

Everyone was stunned, and the dwarf knights gaped open.

"The Demon King...?"

Rimuru was also shocked by Long Xueqing's move and looked incredulously at the calm Gransta beside him.

Good heavens, now he finally understood what the Great Sage meant when he said the magic power exceeded the A-level limit during the last test.

"Hey Gransta, Long Xueqing already has the strength of a Pig-Headed Emperor, right? I was worried for nothing."

Rimuru couldn't help but roll his eyes at Gransta.

Gransta looked at Rimuru with surprise.

"I thought you knew?"

"Don't underestimate King Gazel, he's no pushover..."

Rimuru was furious. What kind of talk was this? Did he think he should know? Besides, he didn't even know the exact combat strength of his subordinates.

He was completely bewildered, and it made him angry just thinking about it. It seemed like he wasn't doing a very good job as the leader of the alliance.

"Hmph, I'm not talking to you anymore!"

Rimuru angrily turned her head away, silently took out an ice cream cone, and ate it when she was unhappy...

Seeing Rimuru's expression, Julai, who was following behind Gransta, covered her mouth with her small hand as she laughed.

...

Gazel looked at the white-haired girl in front of him with a serious expression, suppressing his contempt.

The aura of a Demon King is a mark of the strong in this world. Only when magic power breaks through the A-level range, that is, when magic power reaches the level of a Demon King, can one use magic power to form a special aura.

Undoubtedly, the woman before them already possessed the strength of a Demon King, and could be defined as a calamity-level danger.

Gazel slowly drew his black sword from his waist, ready to attack at any moment.

"Looks like I'll have to show my true skills!"

Seeing that his Sword Saint aura was easily neutralized by Long Xueqing's Demon King aura, he simply launched an attack.

brush--

Gazel and his wyvern, as if they were one, charged towards the location of the dragon serum, skimming along the ground.

Clad in armor, a black greatsword pointed forward, his winged dragon mount flew close to the ground, tearing through the air currents.

"【Pegasus Impact】"

This skill is used in conjunction with a mount; the Wyvern compensates for Gazel's lack of speed.

Using this skill on the battlefield would absolutely pierce through the enemy army. Gazel has fought many battles, and his favorite thing is to break through enemy formations.

Long Xueqing wasn't stupid; she immediately guessed that Gazel wanted to use this skill to get close to her. After all, Gazel's strongest skills were swordsmanship, close-combat abilities, and physical strength.

But Long Xueqing pursed her lips slightly. Close combat? Would she be afraid?

The ice-blue runes on his forehead flickered slightly, forming a protective shield made of ice shards in front of Long Xueqing.

"Bang!"

In the blink of an eye, Gazel's attack struck the ice shield, producing a violent collision sound.

It appeared to be just a tall shield, yet its defense was surprisingly formidable. Gazel felt as if his sword had struck a steel plate, unable to penetrate even an inch.

Gazel quipped upon seeing this.

"I didn't expect your defense to be like Gransta's ice armor, like a tortoise shell."

Long Xueqing's face turned cold. Even though she knew that Gazel was deliberately provoking her, a violent anger still rose in her heart.

A cold voice rang out.

"Teasing Lord Gransta will get you a beating later."

Sure enough, this person is still too young.

A slight smile began to appear at the corners of Gazel's mouth.

He is most likely to reveal a weakness when he is angry, and even the slightest weakness is enough for him to defeat an enemy with his sword saint-level sword skills.

"【War Trampling】"

Gazel gripped the reins around the winged dragon's neck tightly, a magical corridor was established, and surging magic flowed between them, causing the winged dragon's forelimbs to leap high into the air.

It stomped down hard, and the hooves of its forelegs turned bright red.

"Bang!"

click-

With terrifying destructive power, the ice shield was shattered by the scorching red hooves, and a shockwave entered the ground.

The ground where Long Xueqing was standing cracked open, creating a large, broken pit.

With his defenses broken, Gazel's black longsword, crackling with blue lightning, slashed straight down.

Stunned by the dizzying effects of the war trampling, Long Xueqing stood frozen in place for a moment.

But in a short while, Long Xueqing's eyes regained their clarity, but his expression turned even more unpleasant.

"Hmph, dark-faced fellow."

The golden vortex spear flew from his hand, spinning like a tornado as it hurtled toward Gazel.

Upon hearing Long Xueqing's words, Gazel's already dark face darkened even further.

"Young lady, how rude of you!"

The black sword, crackling with lightning, struck the golden vortex spear directly, sparks flying everywhere. The immense recoil even caused Gazel to stagger back slightly.

Gazel felt a tingling sensation in his hand in disbelief.

How could it have such great strength?

But what happened next left Gazel slightly dumbfounded; a dazzling golden light filled his vision.

The icy blue runes on Long Xueqing's forehead began to turn gold, and her magic power began to become even more frenzied.

"【Dragon Form】!"

Bathed in golden light, his white hair was dyed gold, and a suit of dragon-scale armor covered his entire body.

Her tall figure and alluring curves completely transformed her from her previous aloof demeanor, now radiating an aura of dominance.

With his hands clasped together, fingers clenched, and head held high, the pair of golden dragon horns on his head were exceptionally conspicuous.

He glanced sideways at Gazel.

"Damn, you seemed to be having a good time just now. Now it's my turn."

A rough voice rang out, accompanied by a series of cracking sounds as joints moved.

Gazel, who hadn't even realized what was happening, was completely dumbfounded. Had they switched players to substitute?

Immediately, Gazel's pupils contracted as a fist wreathed in golden flames magnified infinitely in his eyes. He desperately wanted to dodge, but the winged dragon beneath him trembled slightly, its eyes fixed on the golden figure with fear.

This is the suppression from superior bloodlines. Pegasus-type monsters like the Wyvern, which have a faint trace of dragon blood, can only tremble in the face of a true dragon.

No matter how Gazel tried to communicate with them, he couldn't dispel the fear in the wyvern's heart.

"Could this be the legendary divine power? But why would it be?"

There was no way to dodge it anymore; a fierce punch, wreathed in golden flames, landed on Gazel's dark face.

"Bang!"

Gazel's body made direct, intimate contact with the ground.