Chapter 15: The Strong Are Like Clouds (I)

With a howling icy wind, snowflakes began to fall in the Asgard Mountains.

Palm-sized snowflakes dance around the ice clouds, and the snowflakes are wrapped in fine ice particles, which reflect a charming sparkle in the sunlight, like tiny blue crystals, and a strong chill permeates the air.

The Red Dragon King exhaled a wisp of flame and shot towards the ice cloud that covered most of the mountain range.

Although it was only a wisp, the power of the Red Dragon Patriarch's flame breath was also at the top of the many dragons, and it was perfect for dealing with ice magic.

However, to Knox's consternation, his own breath hit the ice cloud and did not receive any effect, like a fire submerged in a basin of water.

Even the White Dragon Clan, who were good at manipulating the ice element, couldn't do it easily.

Who was the magician who summoned that cloud of ice?

At this moment, on the ground, Siegfei glanced up at the huge ice cloud in the sky, and his face showed surprise, "What's the matter?

To make Siegfried, who has the blood of a divine dragon, call it a terrifying spell, it is far more than terrifying.

Roland looked at Bingyun with an extremely shocked expression, "Could it be that ... She's coming to Asgard too?"

Siegfried raised an eyebrow, "She?"

At this moment, a dragon roar was heard from the sky, and the battle belonging to the King of the Red Dragon and the mysterious magician had begun.

The battle horn was sounded by a roaring north wind, and the ice storm blew without warning, forming a frost tornado that ran across the sky and earth towards the two-headed dragon, one red and one gray.

Mortally wounded, Grell let out a low scream, strained his wings, and flew in the direction of the snowfield, trying to escape the range of the frost tornado.

But what made it feel palpitating and desperate was that there were not just one, but dozens of frost tornadoes, chasing and intercepting them from all corners from all directions with a suffocating chill, and the gray dragon could even imagine that he would be swept into an ice storm and frozen into a dragon-shaped ice sculpture.

"Coward!"

Seeing that the gray dragon was so timid, Knox exhaled a cloud of hot mist disdainfully,

The red dragon patriarch blessed himself with the [Will of Fire] in the dragon magic, and the dragon's body was filled with golden-red flames, as if every pore of the body was absorbing a large amount of fire elements, and the dazzling light made the red dragon look like the sun descending on the world.

One after another frost tornadoes blew by, but they were scorched into countless mist by the high temperature surrounding the red dragon's body, and by the way, it also relieved the panicked gray dragon patriarch, and the gray dragon who couldn't use magic couldn't help it stay here, and its proud corrosive breath was useless in the face of such terrible ice magic.

Knox poked his head out of the sea of clouds and mist, opened his mouth wide, and roared an unprecedented breath of fire, and a golden-red waterfall of flames swept through the sky, and the high temperature on the periphery of the flames alone was enough to vaporize the marble.

The scorching golden flames poured out for thousands of miles, crashing impartially into the magnificent cloud of ice like a palace.

The cloud suddenly collapsed backwards, and countless icy winds and fine snow flew out of the shattered ice cloud, burned by the dragon's flames.

The breath blasted through the snow clouds, but the dragon didn't have time to rejoice, because countless thick icicles had already fallen head-on towards it, and they were stuck at the brief time when the red dragon patriarch was slowing down his breath, and the timing of the attack was extremely ruthless and decisive.

However, the King of the Red Dragon, who has lived for more than ten centuries and is also a battle-hardened man, did not panic, and the magical effect of the [Will of Fire] was activated again, melting the icicles that shot at him.

At the same time, Knox's wings fluttered, his body turned into a red meteor, and he rose into the sky, and after several rounds of tentative exchanges, the experienced Knox had roughly locked on the position of the powerful ice magician.

The red dragon gracefully shuttled through the sea of clouds, and as it went, countless cold streams passed by it, but it didn't care, just looked around alertly, looking for the location of its prey.

It knew very well that it could detect the magician, and the magician would be able to sense its presence, but Knox was not at all worried, human magicians could not compete with dragons in flight speed, and countless years of fighting had already confirmed this.

As long as the other party shows his traces, it is impossible to escape from his palm.

Suddenly, the red dragon felt the temperature around it drop sharply, it turned its head, and saw countless snowflakes converging into a cold wave surging towards it, and the snowflakes actually showed a strange black, and the continuous snowflakes were like a black tide.

【Eternal Frost Coffin】

Knox remembered the name of this high magic, and it had seen people use it, dating back to the Middle Ages, which was extremely distant to the average person.

This is an extremely terrifying ice magic, even if it is touched by a snowflake, the chill will attach to the body like a plague, and the resistance to low temperatures will be infinitely reduced.

After realizing the danger, Knox didn't dare to hold back, and the Red Dragon King let out a majestic roar that matched the position of the patriarch, and the flames all over his body shot out like a match, intertwining with each other, forming a huge flame cocoon that firmly wrapped the dragon's body.

The snow tide quickly annihilated in front of the dragon flame, but the dragon's heart became more and more uneasy.

A cold, soft voice sounded above its head, and it seemed like the north wind whispering:

"Frozen Nation"

The red dragon's pupils shrank.

In the next moment, the entire sky turned ice blue.

The ice-blue light spreads across the sky of the Asgard Mountains like mercury, freezing everything in a proud posture and weaving a land of ice.

The north wind froze, the sea of clouds froze, the tiniest mist froze, and everything became a sculpture ready for exhibition.

This is the Frozen Realm --- the forbidden spell of ice magic.

In the frozen sky, a woman in a blue-and-white robe with a cold ice mist rippling around her stepped out of the sky, the soles of her feet falling on the air currents that had coalesced into ice crystals, as if they were steps specially made to welcome her appearance.

The female mage's face looked very beautiful, and she didn't seem to be more than forty years old, but the wrinkles in her eyebrows revealed her true age, even if she mastered the most powerful ice magic in the world, there was no way to freeze time after all.

Her gaze was very cold, without any warmth, and her eyes were like two bottomless ice fountains.

Over the past countless years, I don't know how many enemies she has froze into ice sculptures just by looking at them.

Seeing this, Ziegfei gasped, "Who is this old witch?"

Roland didn't know what kind of expression he should show at the moment, and the fact that he was saved made him breathe a sigh of relief, but the rescuer was this female magician, which made Roland unhappy no matter what.

The paladin took a deep breath and said slowly: "It is rumored that Her Excellency Agnes, the [Frozen Empress] of the Dragon Lance Dynasty, is the existence of the top three of the top ten magisters in the continent. ”