Chapter 996 The Frozen Coffin, the Fall of the Winged Wolf!
The top of a tall building.
Fu Ye remained relaxed, watching the drama unfold.
The night breeze ruffled the hem of his clothes.
He seemed out of place amidst the destruction and chaos around him.
It exists independently in another quiet and cold world.
His expression held a hint of helplessness.
Looking at the ferocious beast in the sky.
He slowly raised his right hand.
There are no lengthy star charts.
There were no signs of a violent fluctuation in magical energy.
The instant he raised his hand.
Seven dazzling paintings.
The complex and precise magic array, so intricate it was dazzling, appeared almost simultaneously in the void behind him.
Superposition, resonance!
That's not a sequential connection.
It's a near-perfect synchronous build!
A vast and boundless surge of ice-based magical energy erupted into the sky.
The elements above the entire city of Bo were stirred up!
"The Frozen Coffin".
Fu Ye parted his thin lips slightly and uttered four cold words.
next moment--
"The coffin".
The sky seemed to be torn apart by an invisible giant hand.
A building so large it defies imagination.
A phantom image of a coffin, formed entirely from ancient ice, descended from the heavens with a thunderous roar.
With the will of judgment and annihilation, it has locked onto the Winged Wolf!
"Sealing the coffin."
The illusory image of the coffin suddenly solidified.
The coffin lid was not yet closed.
An unparalleled sealing power has already spread.
The dark demonic power surging around the Winged Wolf seemed to have met its nemesis.
It instantly became sluggish and frozen, struggling with all its might.
The gale generated by the flapping of the fleshy wings could not create any airflow; instead, it condensed into large patches of ice crystals in the air.
"Four tracks".
Four streaks of frost, as beautiful as the Northern Lights yet extremely deadly.
It extends from the four corners of the coffin.
It is not a straight line, but has a mysterious arc, like four icy shackles.
It wrapped around the limbs and the base of the wings of the upper-winged wolf with perfect precision. Wherever the trajectory passed, the space itself rippled with frozen light.
"Eight-sided".
Finally, all eight facades of the coffin simultaneously emitted an intensely cold, icy blue light.
It transformed into an eight-sided, indestructible giant wall, engraved with ancient ice patterns.
Converge towards the center from all dimensions, including up, down, left, right, front, back, and even all other dimensions!
"Roar--!!!"
The Winged Wolf unleashed its most mournful cry since its arrival in Bo City.
And the most desperate roar.
It erupted with its final burst of energy.
A near-self-destructive surge of dark energy.
They were trying to break through the deadly ice.
But all is in vain.
Before that absolute zero chill and the supreme law of ice.
Its resistance was like embers thrown into an icy sea, instantly extinguished.
Frost climbed up its steely fur at a speed visible to the naked eye.
It seeps into its strong muscles.
Freeze its surging demonic blood.
Freeze its violent soul.
Click, click.
The sickening sound of freezing echoed across the battlefield.
In just a few breaths.
That arrogant and overbearing attitude.
A sub-commander-level demon that brought endless disaster to Bo City.
Winged Wolf.
It maintained its posture of struggling and roaring in the last moment.
It was completely sealed inside a crystal-clear room.
Inside the enormous, icy coffin!
The coffin floated in mid-air, like a breathtaking work of art.
Quiet.
A deathly silence enveloped the area.
It even briefly drowned out the sounds of fighting from other places in the distance.
Everyone who saw this scene.
Whether it was the moment he regained his footing in mid-air or the fluctuating breath of his slashing attack.
Or the military mages who are fighting a bloody battle on the ground.
Even some citizens and students who were lucky enough to survive in the distance were all as if they had been frozen in place.
The anger, anxiety, and exhaustion on Zhan Kong's face all froze.
It turned into an unbelievable shock.
He was a high-level rank 3, and even with all his might, he could only manage to contend with the Winged Wolf.
And that person actually froze the Sub-Commander with a single strike, without even lifting a finger!
What level of ice-type control is that?
The speed and method by which the constellations were constructed completely overturned his understanding.
This is something that no ordinary high-level mage could do.
Could it be a super-level?
This thought made Zhan Kong's heart clench violently.
Mo Fan's mouth dropped open.
No sound came out of his throat.
He just defeated Bai Yang and returned here.
They hadn't yet recovered from the violent energy of the Holy Spring and the fear of death.
And so we witnessed a scene even more exaggerated than myths and legends.
Zhang Xiaohou plopped down on the ground.
My mind goes blank.
It will only repeat.
"Oh my goodness!"
Mu Bai hid behind a bunker.
His body trembled uncontrollably.
He has always been proud of the Mu family.
He was proud of his ice-type talent.
But that ice magic that froze the heavens and earth just now.
It made him feel that everything he had learned and was proud of in the past had become a ridiculous child's play.
Is that the true power of ice?
Fu Ye slowly lowered his hand.
He glanced at the object sealed in the ice coffin.
The winged wolf, its life force rapidly extinguished.
He glanced down at the chaotic scene in Bo City and the still-shaken people below, but his face didn't show much expression.
He has done this kind of thing many times before.
"Alright, Zhan Kong, the rest is up to you."
His voice is not loud.
Yet it reached the ears of every military mages clearly.
After saying that, he simply put his hands behind his back, crossed his legs, and sat down quietly to the side, eating melon seeds.
at the same time.
Seeing this, Tang Yue quickly climbed up the tower and saw Fu Ye looking very content.
"You made this, didn't you?"
Upon hearing Tang Yue's question, Fu Ye remained noncommittal.
"It's just that a little wolf cub with wings and the rank of sub-commander froze to death. Now that you're with me, you shouldn't be so easily alarmed by such things in the future."
Upon hearing Fu Ye's words, Tang Yue couldn't help but roll her eyes at him.
What does it mean to be a wolf cub with wings?
It's a Winged Wolf!
Sub-Commander-level Demon Winged Azure Wolf!
the other side.
Zhan Kong took a deep breath.
Suppress the raging storm in my heart.
Suddenly snapping back to reality, he looked around at the other demons who were still present.
A fierce fighting spirit rekindled in his eyes, and his voice shook the entire arena.
"What are you all standing there for?! The leader has been killed! Slaughter these scum! Avenge the dead citizens!"
"kill!!!"
A deafening roar once again echoed through the night sky of Bocheng.
This time, however, the roars of humanity were filled with the exhilaration of surviving a catastrophe.
Upon seeing the Winged Wolf frozen into an ice sculpture in the sky, Mo Fan instinctively searched for Fu Ye's whereabouts.
Not long after.
He climbed to the top of the tallest building in the security barrier.
Here he saw Fu Ye, who was having a French kiss with Teacher Tang Yue.
Fu Ye and Tang Yue naturally noticed Mo Fan's presence as a third wheel, but they ignored him.
My mindset is that I'm not embarrassed; it's others who are embarrassed.
They completely ignored Mo Fan.
Mo Fan, being shameless, simply turned his back and covered his eyes to avoid watching this arousing scene.
Not long after.
Tang Yue, who was about to suffocate from the kiss, collapsed into his arms.
Fu Ye then turned his gaze to Mo Fan. (End of Chapter)
