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

Where the Ice Demon Sword passed, it left a spatial rift, with ice marks flowing along its edges.

As soon as Granstas finished speaking, the eerie ice flowers around him disappeared into the torn ice cracks.

These few eerie ice flowers...swaying with a trail of destruction...vanished silently into the void within the crack...

"I am the Ice Demon King... Why would I engage in close combat with someone like Frey, the ruler of the sky?"

Gulansta smiled and looked at Frey, who was a hundred meters away, with a hint of ill intent in his eyes.

call--

Frey seemed oblivious to Gransta's actions, continuing to flap her white wings and rush towards her target. Due to her excessive speed, she left a blurry shadow in the air.

But after shooting fifty meters, she suddenly stopped, turned her head in confusion and looked around, even using her claws to make a simple scratch at the empty space in front of her.

hiss-

The chilling claws seemed to have struck something hard, producing a harsh, unpleasant scraping sound, while also sparking a few fragments of fire.

Frey had no idea what was happening. She waved wildly around herself, but it was as if she was isolated by an invisible wall, and the temperature suddenly dropped to zero.

She is now completely unable to leave this confined space, and her once-proud speed advantage has vanished instantly.

In other words, she is now imprisoned in a transparent ice cage, a lamb to the slaughter.

"burst!"

A low growl entered her mind, and Frey instantly tensed up. Her instinctive sense of danger made her aware of the presence of death.

"Splash—"

Suddenly, an icy blue crack appeared in front of Frey, abruptly blocking her way.

This azure crack was like a sharp sword, breaking through the limitations of space and slashing right in front of her... What made her even more alarmed was the extremely dangerous... aura of destruction emanating from the crack...

Frey's senses are always quite prescient, and even while imprisoned, she immediately adopted a defensive stance.

She flapped her pure white wings, which embraced her entire body, and each feather immediately hardened, gleaming with a metallic silver sheen.

Several hurricane barriers also materialized in front of Frey, serving as her first line of defense.

Immediately after she finished doing all this, the perceived destruction followed...

A series of shattering sounds came from the azure crack, as if space itself had been crushed into fragments.

In an instant, one of the eerie ice flowers burst forth from the crack and slammed violently into the hurricane barrier.

boom--

Under the sweep of the white torrent, the hurricane barrier shattered instantly, not even lasting a second.

However, the residual force of the explosion was blocked by Frey behind, and her feathers were only slightly stained with frost.

But Frey's face was extremely gloomy. She knew this was not over, and the real sense of crisis had not yet subsided.

Just as she had predicted, strange ice flowers flew out of the crack once again.

This time... there are three!

Frey's eyes narrowed, and the magic energy within her body erupted without reservation.

These three crystal-clear ice flowers... exude an eerie aura... contain destruction... each petal is like the most exquisite work of art in the world.

In an instant, three ice flowers crashed against the pure white wings.

"Boom boom boom"

Three loud bangs rang out in succession, and the entire ice cave world trembled a few times.

"Buzzing"

On the other side, after feeling the ground tremble, Milim couldn't help but look in the direction of the explosion.

"It's Frey's side..." A struggle flashed in Milim's eyes as she held a half-dead black shadow in her hand.

She actually wanted to go and help Frey, but this ice cave world was so vast it was comparable to a country. Even if she rushed there at top speed, Gransta would probably have already finished cleaning up everything.

Milim pouted and said:

"Gransta... he shouldn't go all out, right...?"

After saying that, she stopped worrying about it and her expression became carefree.

"Um... could you put me down first?"

Chaos's face was darker than a storm cloud. He had thought he could easily manipulate this little demon queen, but unexpectedly, he was the one being manipulated...

"Oh? Why?" Milim tilted her head, looking at Chaos in her hand, a small fang showing on her face, her expression innocent and naive.

Chaos's lips twitched. Seeing Milim like this, he knew she hadn't been through a brutal beating... Anyone who didn't know better would really think she was an innocent little girl.

An actor... definitely an actor...

Chaos was on the verge of tears; damn, he was even better at acting than him!

"Oh...right...you should be almost recovered by now, my hands are starting to itch again."

Milim looked at Chaos with a smile and extended a small fist.

"No...no..." Chaos shook his head frantically and shouted urgently:

"I need to find my master... I need to find Lord Gransta... I need to go..."

"Hehe... It's okay... He'll be here in a bit. Play with me for a bit before he arrives."

Milim's expression gradually turned cruel... her vertical pupils radiated excitement... and savagery...

......

Gransta waved his hand, dispelling the white mist that had previously obscured his vision, and looked up.

The original spot of Frey has been replaced by a thick layer of ice, and a large area of ​​ice-blue roses has appeared strangely within a ten-meter radius around it.

These ice roses bloom eerily in this icy and snowy landscape, as if their beauty is frozen in time forever.

But amidst the thorny ice roses, a scene utterly out of place unfolds... a sea of ​​blood.

Blood-stained white wings fluttered down from the air, covering the trembling figure on the ground with a crimson feather robe.

"Cough cough..." Frey forced herself to stand up, and blood kept spilling from the corner of her mouth as she coughed.

A blood-stained feather fell in front of her, and Frey caught it, clenching her fist tightly.

Frey's gaze fell on Gransta, who was standing a hundred meters away from her... her eyes were filled with fury.

Seeing Frey in such a disheveled state, Gransta awkwardly touched his nose, especially since Frey already had very little to cover herself up, and now...

After he looked away, he couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

He hasn't collapsed yet, but judging from Frey's endurance, he should be nearing his limit. He deliberately controlled the power of the Ice Flower.

Otherwise, he could easily shower this area with thousands of ice flowers... until he blasted this icy world into dust...

Perhaps Frey was much more resilient than he had imagined; after all, she was a calm and wise demon lord.

After a moment's thought, Gulansta immediately issued the order.

"Ether... continue..."

"yes!"

Frey's angry gaze completely changed.

Before her appeared once more... an ice flower blooming amidst destruction!