The heart is completely pierced, which is equivalent to death.

Because unless there is some special bloodline with extremely strong vitality that can maintain the vital signs of the heart after it is destroyed, before the fourth order gene lock is reached, even if it is a reincarnation, the heart is fatal-

That's how it should be.

There were no screams, no pain, nothing, and the mortally wounded Gunniel was like an iceberg, without any emotional fluctuations after being attacked. On the contrary, the Frost Fruit ability inside his body seemed to suddenly jump to a level at this moment, and a large area of cold qi erupted from the wound in his chest, quickly enveloping the surrounding area of tens of meters in an icy field!

It's a trap, a deadly trap, because after delivering a seemingly fatal blow to an enemy, most people have a moment of relaxation, both mentally and in action. This laxity, even for a brief moment, is enough to become a fatal flaw, which is a common trait of human beings......

However, the person holding the weapon was Zhao Yingkong.

She wouldn't make the same mistake that novice assassins make, and the moment Sanya sliced through Gunniel's body with his sword, she immediately realized something unusual—not the tactile feel you should have when cutting through living muscles.

It felt more like a lifeless corpse than a normal living person.

A corpse that has been dead for a long time, but remains active at ultra-low temperatures, and can even move freely.

Coming to this conclusion only requires the effort of the mind to turn around, which also gives Zhao Yingkong enough time to react, and the moment the cold qi erupts from the wound, she is fully capable of quickly retreating to a safe place to avoid the upcoming attack, returning to the darkness to regroup and re-plan the next deadly ambush......

However, because she is Zhao Yingkong, this kind of normal and steady thinking is not suitable for the code of conduct of a genius.

The face under the owl's helmet was also as cold as ice, and even in such a tense battle, her expression did not fluctuate, and she appeared unusually calm. In the face of Gunniel, who uses the Frost Fruit's abilities, her coldness seems to be superior.

The wide wardener's cloak suddenly flickered with a faint light, like a protective shield against the cold air released by Gunnir for a moment...... And the next moment, the jagged edges of the skirt turned into deadly blades, which seemed to have a will of their own, swirling and dancing around her, each one emitting a cold light.

A whirlwind of knives!

Each rotation drove the air to produce a whistling sound, as if even the wind had been cut into countless fine fragments.

As Zhao Yingkong's figure rushed forward, her skirt also rotated like a whirlwind. Under the control of Zhao Yingkong, the wide cloak continued to expand and contract, as regular as breathing, each expansion excluded the surrounding enemies and attacks, and every contraction was for the next explosion to accumulate strength, and the cloak that was supposed to be a defensive role became a deadly weapon at the moment, defeating Gangnier!

The ice mist was cut by the whirlwind and turned into crystal clear dust, and the deadly trap set by Gunnier with his own body was actually broken head-on by Zhao Yingkong in a very unreasonable way!

But this does not mean that Gunnier is defeated, even if his movements can be described as "sluggish", the man standing opposite the Zhongzhou team is still like an unbeatable Xiaoqiang, just this blink of an eye, the big hole pierced by the sword of Sanye actually grew a granulation quickly, and it was about to heal, and the small wound that was cut on the skin by Cheng Xiao before was gone...... Even, he was gradually adapting to Zhao Yingkong's whirlwind of swords at a strange recovery speed!

He's getting stronger...... No, it's more like finally reacting under the continuous attacks than getting stronger, adapting to this extremely wrong body, and thus regaining its own strength.

In an instant, the original flesh and blood body swelled more than ten times, as if the frost giant of Norse mythology had reappeared in the world, and then the giant raised his hand, and the cold wave in the sky poured down!

Using the heat conduction speed of the air to create a simple ultra-low temperature environment is a low-efficiency method that can be quite fatal to ordinary people, but for reincarnations, even if they don't need much strengthening, they are enough to cope with this sudden drop in low temperatures.

However, what Zhao Yingkong was facing was not an ordinary low-temperature environment, but a terrifying cold wave that could freeze the invisible blade here!

The world around is eroded by frost, and the water molecules that fill the air quickly crystallize, as if to seal everything around them into an eternal glacier. The blade at the end of the cloak that danced freely under Zhao Yingkong's energy infusion became fragile and weak under the impact of the cold wave, and was frozen in the cold air, shattering like an ice sculpture.

She can retreat.

But she still didn't choose to retreat.

Because Cheng Xiao, who had returned to the ground, was already standing beside her, the warrior retracted his right fist to his side, and his body was ready to fire, like a fully drawn bow, ready to release that deadly arrow at any time.

In the next moment, countless fist shadows carried a roar that broke through the air, swept out like a storm, intertwined into an impermeable net in the air, and the strong wind pressure was like a substantial blade bombarding the air, making a deafening explosion. Even the frost giant's palm-flapping cold air couldn't resist Cheng Xiao's fist pressure!

With a roar, a clear path was forcibly opened in the cold.

-- The road has been opened.

Sanhua, Yasha, Huiguang, and the three short swords flicked on Zhao Yingkong's fingertips, and they were perfectly combined with incredible speed and precision, instantly turning into a long trident with a cold light flashing on it. And in the field of vision of the demon-level soul armor that Zhao Yingkong had already worn on his body, the red dots on the frost giant's chest were so clear.

In the next instant, the three-element halberd pierced the air.

"Poof."

The sound of the blade piercing the frost.

The ice waves condensed in the air, and it was impossible to move on. The cold air condensed in the air, becoming formless and massless, like a thin layer of dust mist, losing the power that had frozen everything before.

For the first time, the Frost Giant's eyes had a will of their own, and Gunniel lowered his huge head, his gaze falling on the trident on his sturdy chest, the most advanced blade with an all-blue body, piercing his remaining soul with precision.

“…… Thank you. ”

The next moment, the Frost Giant collapsed, and the prompt of the main god immediately sounded in the ears of every member of the Middle-earth team.

(End of chapter)