Frilian: Starting with Wind Spirit and Moon Shadow, Playing Through the Heavens

This was unbelievable to her. Putting aside the strange power, why were her attacks ineffective?

It should have hit the target.

The power was completely concentrated in that instant, and the explosive force was even stronger than that of the scorching dragon in its light-speed form, enough to shatter several stars.

but…

Bai Binglong gritted his teeth, ignoring the physical pain, and tried to break free, but it was too late.

Ronan looked at the enemy less than two feet in front of him, clenched his fist, and swung it out!

boom!

This seemingly effortless attack contained terrifying power, instantly breaking through the White Ice Dragon's solidified state.

The clothes on Bai Binglong's upper body shattered instantly, and the bursting blood mist sprayed like rain, causing a towering wave to rise behind him, covering the entire sky.

She arched her back, her face flushed red, and her body trembled in the air.

"you…"

Kneeling in mid-air, trying to escape, but unable to move due to excruciating pain.

She only managed to utter one word before a rapidly enlarging fist imprint appeared in her eyes once more.

Bai Binglong knew something was wrong. He couldn't care less about swallowing the fishy taste; panic surged into his heart.

She didn't know why her King of Endurance had failed; she only knew that without her solidified protection, she definitely wouldn't have been able to withstand that punch.

Left with no other choice, the White Ice Dragon accelerated its thinking a million times and then transformed into a dragon.

call!

Its enormous size, accompanied by a blizzard, swept across the entire sea in an instant, freezing breath into ice.

……

"So fast."

Just as Frilian had retreated to a safe place and hadn't even fully collected her thoughts, she witnessed the scene of the White Ice Dragon being forced into dragon form.

A barely perceptible look of shock flashed in her eyes, and she involuntarily murmured:

"Is this the power of dragons in this world?"

"No...it should be a dragon seed."

In truth, Frilian didn't quite understand the difference between dragon species and dragons. In any case, the white ice dragon in front of her was much more powerful than the dragons she remembered.

No wonder the goddess specifically reminded them to be careful before they arrived.

Because, as things stand, the only one who has survived Ronan's serious punch is Bai Binglong.

Its formidable strength is evident.

Chapter 120, White Ice Dragon Dies

The situation was extremely dangerous. Amidst a whirlwind of thoughts, Bai Binglong unleashed his full power.

Although Ronan's swift attack had caused her excruciating pain, nearly costing her half her body, she remained calm.

Because she possesses the ability to regenerate infinitely.

As long as the magic energy in her body is not exhausted, she is absolutely immortal.

Therefore, she believed that even if she couldn't beat Ronan in physical combat, she could wear him down.

However, things didn't turn out as simply as she had imagined.

As Ronan watched the White Ice Dragon regenerate its body time and time again, even instantly recovering from fatal wounds like the heart and head, his expression gradually calmed down.

He lowered his fist and suddenly felt that the white ice dragon was no longer a threat, because it had used all its trump cards.

He was enveloped in a chill, but he completely ignored the freezing temperatures that could freeze everything.

A calm voice slowly rang out through the pervasive mist:

"If infinite regeneration is your trump card, then I'll send you on your way now."

"There is no creature in the world that cannot be killed, not even if you are a dragon."

As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Binglong suddenly felt a strong sense of weakness.

For some reason, she could clearly feel that her total magic power was constantly declining and falling.

From the peak of the Cataclysmic level, it quickly fell to the level of the initial Cataclysmic level, and this downward trend showed no signs of stopping.

Following that, calamity-level, catastrophe-level...

"This...this is...!"

Bai Binglong's eyes widened. She had never seen such a bizarre situation before. How could her magic essence disappear into thin air?

She desperately tried to mobilize the last of her magic power to retain the fading magic essence, but all her efforts were in vain.

When her strength plummeted to the lower level of Calamity, she could no longer maintain her dragon form and was eventually forced to revert to human form.

"What have you done!" Bai Binglong roared through gritted teeth.

She knew it was all Ronan's doing; ever since he said those words, this terrible change had begun to happen to her.

But she just couldn't understand it, because in her understanding, such an ultimate skill simply didn't exist.

Ronan shook his head slightly, as if discussing a trivial matter:

"It's nothing, I merely stripped you of your power. How does it feel to be a dragon?"

"Now, do you still think I can't kill you?"

Bai Binglong bit his lip tightly, his face filled with resentment.

She once had the power to freeze the sea surface, and even the entire ocean, with a mere wave of her hand.

Now, even a full-force attack is extremely difficult to cause a few ice floes to appear on the sea surface.

The thought of running away crossed her mind, and she wanted Guy to teach Ronan a lesson.

She believed that Guy's King of Pride should be able to control this loss of magic essence.

However, the moment she turned around, Ronan appeared in front of her and annihilated her into countless fragments with a single move.

"Damn it..." Bai Binglong's faint voice dissipated in the air, as if carrying endless resentment.

Even though the King of Endurance was still at work, the magic energy didn't drop to zero immediately, but rather slowly. With the remaining magic energy, the White Ice Dragon barely began to heal itself.

Unfortunately, her magic power was completely depleted after she regenerated her head.

Her eyes were filled with hatred, as if to say, "I'll remember you."

"rest in peace."

Waved.

The head disappeared, a cool sea breeze blew in, and a long silence returned.

Not far away, Leon witnessed all of this. His pupils contracted slightly, and his breath caught in his throat, as if he were seeing a hallucination.

Dead...dead?! What kind of method is this?

Something's really wrong.

Even if Ronan could easily shatter the White Ice Dragon's body, it wouldn't prevent her from using her infinite regeneration ability.

Leon took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the complex emotions in his heart, and his gaze quietly turned to Kunoa not far away.

Although I couldn't see her expression behind the mask, I figured it was probably the same as mine.

However, he was very concerned about the expressions of Frilian and Celia.

Their faces remained expressionless, as if it were all perfectly natural.

Leon was filled with doubts.

At this moment, Ronan had already descended from the sky and arrived in front of everyone.

He looked at Carrera and asked:

"Are you OK?"

Carrera's face was beaming with excitement, her eyes sparkling with adoration; she had completely forgotten the pain she had just suffered.

She said excitedly, "It's okay, Master. I knew you could beat her to a pulp."

"Let her be so arrogant."

Seemingly relieved, Ronan nodded slightly upon seeing the expression on her face and didn't pay much attention to it.

He looked away and turned to Leon:

"Explain in detail, did she really come because of Frey? Who's backing her?"

"Will killing her cause you trouble?"

Ronan wanted to know these things to avoid killing the younger one and bringing in the older one.

Leon pondered for a moment, his emotions calming as he collected his thoughts, and replied steadily:

“Yes, behind her is Guy Kulimthorne, the old friend I mentioned earlier, the Primal Red.”

"Qi Yi is the balancer between the forces in this world. The White Ice Dragon's arrival here is probably due to the influence of the Skywing Kingdom being too powerful."

"As for whether killing her would cause trouble... I personally think it shouldn't. Guy is a person who respects strength."

"She lost because she was weak, that's all."

"That's not so bad," Ronan nodded.

But then Leon added a few more words, his expression becoming even more serious:

"Actually, there is something I need to remind you: generally speaking, dragons do not have the concept of complete death."

"They are spiritual beings, with immortal consciousness and immortal bodies, their bodies composed of magical elements from the air."

"Unless the world is destroyed and the magic element disappears, it will eventually be resurrected. The Storm Dragon of the past is an example."

Leon recounted the story of the Storm Dragon in detail.