Chapter 2537 Our Ace 1
Shattering Bite Kill, a power long cherished by the strong members of the Fang Wolf clan.
For fangs, their teeth are their best weapon; they are extremely sharp and can kill anything!
Su Nian's cold, sharp teeth could crush any power!
He is the possessor of the most powerful enhancement ability, yet he also possesses teeth that can suppress all superpowers.
“Crack!” “Crack!” “Crack!”
His snow-white teeth, like a guillotine, mercilessly crushed Morana's layers of absolute zero freezing domains.
Then, the powerful and swift wolf body rushed towards Morana in the distance with lightning speed!
Morana moved with lightning speed, alternating his steps, shifting his shoulder, raising his arm, and concentrating his shield in one fluid motion.
In an instant, ten layers of icy crystals piled up on her left arm, each layer hundreds of meters thick, stacking up to block her way.
This is a barrier that can withstand the bombing of intercontinental ballistic missiles.
Su Nian ignored all that nonsense and simply opened his mouth.
"Click."
The barrier formed by the tenth layer of the most solid ice shattered in one bite!
"Crash!"
Like a god of war, he disregarded Morana's defenses, and to her astonishment, his fangs pierced straight through the outermost layer of icy dust and bit into her left arm!
At that moment, no blood splattered, because the blood was frozen into countless tiny dark red ice shards, like a string of shattered red coral.
The ice shards only began to melt at the edge of the cold zone in the next instant, and the color of blood arrived belatedly.
Her arm was torn off by Su Nian, and her body was thrown backward.
"Morana!"
Morgan's voice finally cracked.
King Arthur stood up abruptly, his sword already half-drawn: "Stop!"
Orib's eyes darkened, and the Holy Sword's flames leaped up an inch with a "whoosh".
The Fang Wolf clan members were also keeping a close eye on the Sixth Generation's camp, and they wouldn't hold back if the Sixth Generation made a move.
"Sit down." Saladin pressed the men down, his voice heavy as if it weighed down half a mountain. "She's still alive."
Morana was indeed still alive, although one of her arms had been completely torn off, but she quickly froze the wound with ice.
She didn't give up; instead, she raised her right arm.
"Crash-"
Three enormous ice chains rose from the ground, like three giant ice snakes, coiling around Su Nian's body!
Instead of retreating, Su Nian advanced, letting out an extremely soft breath, his teeth tapping lightly, "crack, crack, crack," the three ice chains disintegrated as if screwed apart by a screwdriver a finger's width away from his fur, turning into a shower of crystal dust.
He didn't take a second bite; his movements were so fast they were almost like a phantom.
With the force of the impact still lingering, his shoulder slammed into the edge of Morana's breastplate, sending her flying more than ten meters away.
"Crack!"
Combat suits, armor, or even frost armor shattered completely in an instant!
Morana's chest caved in deeply, and she felt as if her internal organs had shattered at almost the same time!
Morana staggered to regain her balance, landing on one knee. The ice field expanded once more beneath her, but its edges were unstable, like an ice flower blown up by the wind from all directions.
"puff--"
She coughed up a mouthful of frozen blood, and her face was even paler than before.
"Stop! We surrender!"
Morgan shouted loudly.
Su Nian licked the red from the corner of his mouth and did not continue to pursue. Although he appeared arrogant, he knew the situation and that now was not the time for him to go crazy.
If he accidentally angers a powerful race, he might also be in trouble.
His voice was low and impatient: "Is this the strongest among the sixth generation? Nothing special, too weak!"
Morgan quickly helped Morana back, and a healing-type ability user behind him stabilized Morana's injuries and then treated him.
Morana was panting heavily, and even speaking was difficult for him.
Mocking voices came from all directions.
"I told you long ago, the sixth generation of humans is too weak, hehehe!"
"I had some expectations for them, but I didn't expect them to be so weak. There's no point in continuing these negotiations!"
"Let's just take action and wipe them out!"
……
Morgan and the others felt a chill run through their bodies, the icy sensation penetrating to their very bones.
It wasn't the wind that was too cold; it was his heart that was cold.
The glimmer of hope that had just been propped up by "absolute zero" crumbled into dust as Su Nian's fangs were bitten and destroyed.
Everyone saw it—Morana, the Goddess of Winter, with an ability index of 45,000 points, the Ice King of Fremont, had her arm bitten off before she could even complete the three-move exchange, and was almost killed in battle.
The difference in strength is truly astounding!
Morana is already among their top-tier fighters.
Even if King Arthur, Saladin, or Morgan were to take the stage, they would still struggle to perform better.
A deep laugh, like clashing metal, echoed from the Ironclad Clan's ranks: "Is this the pinnacle of skill among the sixth generation? Has the sixth generation not even produced a single knight-level individual?"
The Celestial Clan's airflow ripples were calm and still: "Verifiable conclusion: weak."
The Skywing Clan warrior slightly folded his wings, his voice thin and cold: "What a weak and pitiful race."
……
"I can still fight, let me go back to the battlefield one more time!" Morana raised his head, his lips pale, but he spoke weakly.
"You've done your best."
Morgan's tone was firm yet gentle: "They will be affected by absolute zero; that's your achievement. Leave the rest to others!"
"Give it to someone else?" Su Nian understood, and smiled, revealing her full teeth. "Give it to whom? Who else among you can fight?"
"Feel free to send anyone to fight me! As long as they can defeat me, my Fang Wolf clan will recognize the status of your six generations!"
His gaze swept across the human seats, sifting through each face like sand.
He seemed to be picking off a bone that was easier to chew.
"Does anyone dare to come out and fight me?"
Orib's holy sword rose another inch, and thin lines of flame crawled back and forth along the blade, like a fire serpent nailed to iron.
He tilted his head back, a very thin glint of light in the whites of his eyes:
"Let me fight!"
"No! I'll do it!" King Arthur lowered his eyes. "He's very skilled in close combat; I, as his knight, should face him!"
Saladin placed his hands on his knees, his eyes gleaming with a dark light: "Attack him using the methods of an assassin; it might have a surprising effect."
However, Morgan stopped everyone.
"No, he's too strong. His ability index is 53000 points! You're no match for him at all. There's no need for you to go and die in vain."
"What are you going to do?"
King Arthur stared at him and asked.
Morgan took a deep breath, then said firmly in a deep voice, "Don't forget, our trump card hasn't arrived yet!"
It was only then that everyone remembered that the strongest among them was still on his way.
