The hard metal edge of the boot sole was covered with ice chips, and it scraped against the edge of Mark's cloak hood that was close to the ground, bringing with it a biting cold wind and splashing ice chips!

The force was so great that it almost made a small hole in the hard frozen soil covered with a thin layer of snow.

"!" Mark's whole body tensed up like iron in an instant, and even his breathing stopped!

The cold snow and wind fragments hit my face painfully.

He could clearly feel the heavy force brushing against his scalp, and the vibration of the boot soles was transmitted to his chest through a thin layer of snow, and his heart almost jumped out of his chest.

"Damn, the people of the Dark Church are really uncultured. No wonder they were driven out of the Central Continent by the Holy Light Church."

Mark couldn't help but spit out angrily in his heart.

The color of the cold rock that Xiao Mu mimicked fluctuated violently and almost got out of control!

Mark used all his willpower to suppress his body's natural reactions and energy fluctuations, maintaining absolute stillness and silence.

The soldier exclaimed, "Huh?" and seemed to feel something unusually hard and elastic under his feet, as if he had stepped on a buried frozen tree trunk or a rock protrusion.

He stood firm and subconsciously glanced down at his feet.

Xiao Mu's rocky snow nest is camouflaged perfectly into the environment. Under the snow cover, it looks like just a part of the rugged ice rock.

"Damn the terrain..."

The soldier muttered something, not noticing anything unusual, thinking it was just a piece of soft frozen soil, and immediately put his doubts behind him.

The shouts of his companions and Torge's violent struggle from the main battlefield attracted all his attention.

The soldier suddenly drew the scimitar from his waist, no longer paying attention to the insignificant abnormality under his feet, turned quickly, and rushed towards the main encirclement.

The crisis was temporarily resolved.

Mark's back was instantly soaked in cold sweat, and was instantly frozen by the extreme cold of the rift valley.

He watched the soldier quickly integrate into the Dark Church's army, and his tense nerves dared to relax a little, but the alarm in his heart had been raised to the highest level.

This is a big trouble.

The Dark Church's elite main force has arrived, and the Star-Moon Church's high-end combat power has also taken action to suppress Torge...

Moreover, he and Xiao Mu are now too close to the center of the battlefield!

What is even more frightening is that from the direction of the dark fortress farther above the canyon, a duller and more powerful engine roar and energy fluctuations can be heard, as if something bigger is starting up.

Mark's eyes were solemn to the extreme.

Torge, is this the end for you?

In this case, you might as well lie down!

…

The leading Dark Church officer is a seventh-rank dark knight whose aura is as cold as ten thousand years of ice.

He walked step by step in his heavy armored boots towards Torge who was trapped in the giant net.

He ignored the still swirling blue starlight and the soul-freezing coldness, suddenly raised his leg, and kicked Torge's ice-crystal-covered chest hard with his metal boots infused with powerful dark power.

"Bang!"

Amidst the dull sound of impact, the Dark Knight himself was knocked back a step by the unimaginably hard reaction force, and a teeth-grinding numbness came from the soles of his boots.

The murderous light in his eyes grew brighter as he forced himself to steady his body. The giant rune sword in his hand, wrapped in filthy black energy, did not stop for a moment. With a sharp whistle that tore through the air, he accurately slashed at the weak joint of Torge's right knee, which was tense due to his struggle!

Swish——!

A sharp scraping sound mixed with the sound of tiny ice crystals breaking was heard.

Although the ice crystal defense of the Star Skeleton Heart is extremely strong, the joints are subject to the pure impact of huge forces and the erosion of dark magic energy.

Torge's huge icy body suddenly sank, and his right knee slammed heavily on the frozen ground. He was forced to half-kneel on the ground by this force.

Cold beads of sweat slid down the officer's livid cheeks, merging with the extreme coldness emanating from Torge to form ice beads.

He endured the numbness in his right leg and the soreness in his wrist, pressing the tip of his greatsword against the back of Torge's neck. His voice was cold and hard, like scraping against ice:

"Bastard! You damned dwarf! Hand over the core of the Star Heart! That's not something you dwarves can get your hands on!"

Torge's empty, ice-blue eyes rolled, and a series of meaningless gurgling sounds emanated from his throat, which was covered in ice crystals.

His body was still struggling violently under the pressure of the huge net and sword, trying to stand up again.

A faint blue starlight diffused from the gaps in his joints where he was hit, freezing the surrounding air.

Almost at the same time, news came from the depths of the canyon about the results of another chase.

Monica and the other two, who had escaped from the entourage of the Star-Moon Church and the Dark Church, were still under the surveillance of the two churches.

Enzo and Anna were intercepted at the edge of another complex ice crevasse.

A large number of dark elites who had completed the landing formed an encirclement, and the dark aura connected into a piece, forming an oppressive military formation.

Enzo's hammer was stained with frost and blood. He swung it with a roar, and each blow forced back several people. Ice chips flew wherever the hammer went, but it could not tear open the layers of iron wall that were built with tacit coordination.

Two elite soldiers who tried to attack Anna from his flank were knocked away by heavy hammers, and their chest armor collapsed, but more chains and net bags with confinement runes followed.

Anna's arrows were like a tide hitting a dam in front of the heavy armor of the soldiers in the army. Her attacks were overwhelming against the monsters and demons that had poor protection.

But it was really difficult for her to cause much damage to these soldiers in heavy armor.

Unless each of her arrows could accurately hit the gaps between the pupils of these soldiers' visors, it was obvious that for a group of sixth-level knights, this idea was nothing short of a fantasy.

Her movements were hampered by the ever-shrinking space and the purifying dust that was poured in front of her that suppressed the shadow magic.

A dark chain as swift as a venomous snake shot out from the blind spot and quickly wrapped around her ankle. The moment her balance was lost, two elite soldiers holding magic-forbidden shackles pounced on her and pinned her to the cold rock wall.

The heavy magic-suppressing collar snapped shut around her neck, suppressing the flow of shadow magic throughout her body.

She struggled, with an unyielding fire burning in her eyes, but she could not break free from the cage built by iron laws and numbers.

"Anna!" Enzo roared when he saw this scene. In the moment he was distracted, several armor-piercing heavy spears hit his chest, abdomen and legs.

Although the ice crystal armor was not broken, the powerful impact made him stagger backward, and his defensive rhythm was instantly disrupted.

More chains with dark runes took the opportunity to wrap around him, and finally a thick black rope was strangled around his throat, forcibly dragging his burly body down and tying it to the ground.

He struggled, his rock-like face twisted with rage, staring in the direction where Anna was imprisoned.

Only Monica escaped into the deeper shadows, like a wisp of smoke blending into thick ink, and completely disappeared from the chaotic pursuit through the blind spot of an ice crack.