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

The elven noble officer's eyes were filled with astonishment. Why was this happening? He quickly realized what was going on and hurriedly issued another order:

"You will lead a squad of magical soldiers to help those mages cut off those strange vines."

"Yes, sir!"

...

Kuroya, who was hiding in the distance, secretly peeked out and looked at Long Xueqing in the sky, and then at the group of magicians in a chaotic mess.

"Wow, Sister Long Xueqing is too domineering... I have to help her a little more."

She pulled out a jar full of candies from somewhere and popped them into her mouth one after another.

She seemed to be brimming with power, her life energy almost overflowing, and the grass beneath her feet was already taller than her.

"Ugh... I'm so full... I think that's about enough."

Kuroya hurriedly used the tree spirit's special attack skill, summoning vine monsters and tree people in the distance.

These bizarre plant-shaped monsters, nearly eight meters tall, are brazenly making faces among the group of mages!

That laugh is creepy!

It's pretty weird... not to mention, these things can be quite scary when they make funny faces.

Many magicians' legs went weak. They had been living comfortably in their country for hundreds of years without fighting a war, and had never seen such a terrifying monster.

Kuroya was a little troubled. How could the kind tree spirits hurt people? This was the only way she could come up with.

At most, it's just playing bondage games.

One of the more daring mages attempted to unleash a spell on the treant.

But it only scorched the bark a little.

The mage was dumbfounded. What terrifying magic resistance! It was far beyond what they could handle.

Snapped--

Suddenly, a tree branch struck the mage directly, who screamed and flew away.

The tree-man turned around and scratched his body in confusion, as if he had just been bitten by a mosquito.

...

Bloodshot veins were clearly visible in the elven nobleman's eyes. He gritted his teeth and looked up at the golden sky. If that golden fireball were to fall, all of his thousands of elite magic soldiers would likely be killed or wounded. How could he face His Majesty Salion then?

The commotion caused by the group of mages behind us is getting bigger and bigger; it seems we can't count on them anymore.

Many thoughts flashed through his mind, but in the end he could only grit his teeth and issue an order.

"All remaining magical soldiers, follow my command and construct a magical barrier with all your might."

Instantly, the remaining several hundred soldiers, fully equipped with elite magical gear, neatly surrounded their officer. Each soldier contributed magical essence, forming a wide-area magical barrier under their special magical equipment.

"Hmph, I've fully charged up. Now I'll show you the wrath of the dragon!"

Seeing that a defensive barrier had been set up below, Long Xueqing, who had been hesitating about whether to smash it down, decided to proceed.

boom--

When the golden fireball was still five meters away from the defensive barrier, she chose to detonate the giant fireball as a precaution.

Click click click,

The defensive barrier was already riddled with cracks, and the barrier erected by hundreds of magical soldiers was on the verge of collapse. The terrifyingly hot air waves were almost melting the magical equipment on their bodies.

The elven noble officer couldn't help but swallow hard, a hint of regret creeping into his heart.

"That dragon-man wearing that ugly mask, how could he be this strong?"

This definitely possesses Demon King-level strength; he's even starting to consider whether or not to activate it...

But when he suddenly looked up, an incredibly ugly mask appeared before him, and he could feel the angry vertical eyes beneath it.

"Say that again!"

"Don't come any closer..." The elven noble officer was so frightened that he took a few steps back. After all, he was an elf with A-rank strength.

Long Xueqing smiled from her stunningly beautiful face beneath the mask; it was a cruel smile, her long golden hair flying wildly.

"You come up here and die!"

She effortlessly swept past the magical soldiers blocking her way, as easily as breaking through paper, and lifted the officer up with one hand.

Golden flames burst forth, burning like a pillar within the officer's body. He was covered in sweat, gritting his teeth and enduring the pain.

Long Xueqing was somewhat impressed by this guy, as he could actually endure the pain of being scorched by such high temperatures, but he still needed to be taught a lesson.

"You idiot who knows absolutely nothing about art, you'll pay for what you said earlier. That mask was sculpted in imitation of the great figure in my heart..."

The elven officer's lips twitched uncontrollably; he had heard the most outrageous thing in the world.

"You... call that art?"

At this moment, he really wants to ask if the person in your heart truly knows what you are carving.

Long Xueqing was clearly furious. If it weren't for Lord Gulansta's order not to kill, she would have burned this stubborn fellow to death.

To insult her meticulously crafted mask is to insult Lord Granstas in her heart.

"You simply don't understand!"

The elven officer's face was contorted from the scorching golden flames, and he had no desire to argue with the madman in front of him. His eyes remained stubbornly defiant.

"Hmph... If this weren't in China, do you really think you could easily capture me in the military?"

"If I order the army to jointly cast a forbidden spell... heh, I'm afraid you'll have to stay in this country forever."

Long Xueqing frowned. If it were truly a forbidden spell, it could indeed threaten a Demon King-level expert. Unfortunately, she was different...

"Really? You should worry about yourself!"

"Hmph." The elven officer showed no fear in his eyes, but instead laughed, "From the moment His Majesty appointed me as the commander of the Royal First Legion, my life has belonged to this country."

Long Xueqing always disliked this guy who had no artistic talent, but she had to admit that he had courage, at least much better than the group of magicians below him.

However, she still had to teach this guy a lesson. She used to have courage but no strength, but ever since she met that great man.

After all, courage alone isn't enough!

"【Ice Flame Dragon Strike】"

In the elven officer's horrified eyes, he saw the icy blue dragon head lift him into the sky, a chill that emanated from the depths of his soul intertwined with a burning sensation within his body.

And then... he couldn't see what happened afterward.

...

Kuroya, who was secretly watching the battle from a distance, squinted and controlled the tree people and vine monsters in the distance.

Suddenly, a burst of icy blue flame erupted in the air with tremendous force, and she opened her eyes in surprise.

puff-

Kuroya suddenly turned her head in confusion to look at the 'charcoal' that had fallen beside her, which still smelled of burnt cooked meat.

At that moment, Long Xueqing's cold voice echoed in her mind.

【Kuroya, heal him first.】

Kuroya shuddered, her pitiful gaze falling on the 'charred remains' on the ground, and she sighed:

"Poor kid!"

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