At this point in battle, the impact of individual strength on the overall battle situation is already minimal, and Roger knows this very well.

In the course of his long life, Roger has not confronted god-level beings, which is also the capital that he can still deal with calmly in the face of the god of death.

However, Roger had never faced a god with such a weak force!

Roger knew that his best option now was to retract the barrier that Andrea had unfurled, and help the last of the tribe's natives evacuate to the Holy Spirit area at the foot of the sacred tree Nuratis.

Although Roger didn't know if Nuratis, who was still in the difficult recovery stage, would be able to withstand the frost baptism of manic status and consciousness, he did everything he could in accordance with the rules and regulations of the rangers.

Even if the tribe's natives were to be completely wiped out in the end, Roger knew that his mission would not fail, and at least this subspace would not continue to collapse.

That face consciousness can't last long, and the enriched magic elements are its strongest time, and it is also the last carnival at its funeral, until it consumes its rich magic elements, and the Great Freeze is self-defeating.

This point, the familiar Andrea naturally knows, and Roger, who has the ability to perceive, also knows this, and the constantly escaping core inside the frost giant also proves this, but is this really enough?

The gods maintain the world, and the rangers maintain the underworld.

Rust's words have been haunting Roger's mind since that day, although he usually seems to be a fool, but he has always had a ruler in his heart, or he has his own bottom line.

Remembering all his experiences in the tribe, Senua, the little boy, and even the odd old man of Usugru, Roger gritted his teeth.

"Bastard, fight!"

Roger's small body is like the gap between Firefly and Haoyue compared to the huge Frost Giant, and the huge size is the biggest advantage of the Frost Giant, I believe that even the most powerful magic explosion circle that Roger can master now is at best just leaving an insignificant pit on it, so Roger intends to prepare a big surprise for this Frost Giant.

The grappling didn't actually take long, but the Frost Giant seemed to be tired of useless ranged attacks, and in the face of the small flies that were close at hand, it roared and raised its mountain-like arms and swung down at Roger.

The arm made of ice crystals and frost smashed down, obscuring the sky and the sun, and Roger could not avoid it, or rather, it was his wish, Roger stopped and let the frost giant smash himself into a pool of blood.

'Observer 023A Log: Ranger Number 9527 was destroyed by the consciousness of an unknown plane at the first node, and the soul reaction existed, and the soul was active, with no extinguishing reaction for the time being. ’

"Bang!

The Frost Giant felt the dissipation of the weak life, but the plane consciousness that had fallen into madness did not choose to stop, and it alternately swung its fists and struck at the location of Roger's shattered body over and over again, and there seemed to be only a rhythmic muffled sound left between heaven and earth.

With each swing of its fist, the moment its fist was raised, it would bring up a cloud of eerie blood mist, as if it was not a person under the Frost Giant's fist, but a blood bank that had exploded in the hospital.

'Observer 023A Log: Ranger 9527's soul activity has risen dramatically, peaking at the highest level ever recorded, additional matters, triggers of an unknown concept to which 9527 belongs, known conceptual elements, space-time, cause and effect, and authenticity. ’

The eerie amount of blood finally caught the attention of the Frost Giant, and a puzzle appeared in the ignorant mind of the manic status face, and it raised the giant arm that was still falling with the ice slag falling down, and the location of Roger's body was nothing but a pit filled with blood.

"Roar!"

This was not the end of the battle, the blood seemed to be somewhat self-conscious, and the viscous blood clings to the frost giant's behemoth body, like a scarlet thread.

The amount of blood was obviously more than a person's body could hold, but the pool of blood was like a bottomless abyss, and a steady stream of blood flowed out of it to join the ranks of the Frost Giants.

'Observer 023A Log: Alien Class Concept Import, Suspected to Give 9527 Composite Concept Field. ’

The Frost Giant apparently didn't understand the blood-colored threat of its own body, and after clearing the pesky little bug, its chaotic consciousness urged it to carry the Great Frozen Frost Storm and continue its march towards the sacred tree of Nuratis.

As the Frost Giants advanced, the storm tide approached Andrea's seemingly fragile barrier, and the corpses of the beasts that had been destroyed by the lilac barrier and piled up into mountains were quickly frozen, and the frost covered them like snowy mountains on the earth.

Andrea lay on the golden skull, recording it all while staring indifferently at the Frost Giant's hideous face, which was now covered with scarlet lines on the surface of the latter's black-blue body.

The chaotic planar consciousness was apparently unaware of it, for the scarlet lines that dotted its body, its own sluggishness, and its massive size, made it look as if it was stupid right there.

'Observer 023A Log: Dimensional consciousness has been eroded by an unknown concept to which 9527 belongs, and the energy level continues to decline, and the threat is decreasing...... Records change, plane consciousness produces anomalous energy enrichment, air burst warning!023A is ready to execute the first sequence. ’

It was only then that Roger's voice faintly rang out as the scarlet lines on both sides of the Frost Giant's body converged on its hideous face, and the intricate and magnificent patterns were inscribed on its huge forehead.

Although his voice was soft, it was at one point drowned out by the roaring storm surge.

"Red blood. ”

A liquid composed entirely of plasma appeared between the patterns on the forehead of the frost giant, and the flowing blood depicted his solemn expression, this reborn creature representing blood was the last thing Roger wanted to use, and the pain of every time the plasma was drained from his body was beyond the endurance of normal people.

And now, Roger has created a blood-and-water texture that can completely envelop the behemoth Frost Giant, and the number of deaths and rebirths he's gone through in just that short period of time is almost uncountable!

Hopefully it's all worthwhile.

Roger, who had never believed in gods, made a long-cherished wish in his heart for the first time, and his flowing body vibrated with the trembling of his heart.

"Burn with all your might, my blood!"

With Roger's cold voice, which was no longer human, the scarlet blood lines that spread across the surface of the Frost Giant's body shook violently, and then, almost in the blink of an eye, flames burned almost simultaneously everywhere on the Frost Giant's body.

After Roger's blood was burned out as the initial ignition, the strange fuchsia flames did not dissipate, but continued to burn with the frost fuel on the body of the frost giant!

"Roar!"

The plane-conscious body that was supposed to be painless began to writhe wildly, but this did not organize the flames on the surface of its body.

When Frost Snow Water could also be used as a raw material for combustion, the Frost Giant's incomparably superior huge body became its Achilles' weakness, and almost in the blink of an eye, the Frost Giant's huge body composed of ice crystals formed an incomparably huge torch!

But the froststorm did not stop because of the burning of the giants, but because of the hot cyclone of flames, the storm swirled into the sky.

Glam, who had returned from sending the last of the tribe's natives into the Holy Spirit area, was fortunate enough to witness a scene he would never forget.

Under the canopy, the giant made of ice crystals is red against the flames, and the frost storm blows up the frost tornado with the giant as the core, and the flames float up along the tornado, like a dangerous beauty of ice and fire blended on a huge canvas with heaven and earth as the background.

"Whew!"

A white light lit up next to Andrea, who looked serious, you don't have to wonder how I could see a serious look on a cat's face, in short, he just had such an expression, Roger stepped out of the brilliance of the initial reset, and before he could tease Andrea's expression, his eyes went black, and he fell limply on the skull.

"You've done a good job, and although it doesn't really work, this mission barely gives you a passing grade. ”

Andrea's soft little fleshy paws pressed against Roger's head, and a very different but more vast aura descended on the space, and the pale power of the gods healed Roger's tired soul.

With the arrival of this breath, Nuratis, the steppe, and even the farther barren hills and glowing plains shook in unison, and countless tiny void cracks continued to open and close in the entire space.

"Such a weak spatial plane, even my divine mind body can't carry it, and it doesn't even have a number in the Pantheon, but why does it exist in the previous generation?"

Rust observed the world with Andrea's eyes, and with such a simple peek without divine power, the collapse of this subspace suddenly accelerated, and not only the Glowing Plains, but even part of the barren hills had disappeared into nothingness.

Time is running out.

As if he knew that he would really dissolve into the flames of Roger's blood, the plane consciousness with the greatest hatred for all beings instinctively wanted to detonate the magical enrichment that was enough to arouse the vigilance of the pantheon.

"Alas, go back and let the old man of the Pantheon order a plane crystal wall here, such a valuable plane can't disappear in vain. ”

"Now, you big man, why don't we talk?"