Damn it!
The endless abyss was pitch black and desolate, with black mist rolling and swirling, as if a giant black python was coiled there, roaring with resentment.
A blurry figure emerged from the black mist, countless deep-sea tentacles spreading along the damp seabed, exuding a ferocious aura.
He emerged from the black mist, his face gradually becoming clearer. Half of his face was corroded by shadows, and bone spurs sprouted from his dark eyeballs, revealing a layer of pale purple patterns.
Bishop Nord, one of the incarnations of the Great Demon God of Gluttony, was defeated and forced to flee Titan City due to the rise of the little fox and the competition among various forces. The ripe fruit he had planned for a hundred years was taken away, and he was furious!
"You blasphemer, which level of the abyss demon stands behind you, daring to scheme against me!"
Bishop Nord stood on the reef, clenching his fangs, as a scene appeared in the void amidst the surging, hazy black mist.
The sacred tree took root, fire serpents danced, and finally, a miracle occurred!
This was the scene of Xiao Han planting orange trees. The sweeping ripples of life erased his remaining divine power, rendering his powerful comeback useless from the start.
He remained silent for a while, staring at the little fox that seemed to want to skin it alive, tear out its tendons, drink its blood, and eat its flesh, feeling a sense of powerlessness.
Damn it, instead of devouring the power of fear, you're carrying around a bunch of burdens. Heh, and you're even bullying a half-elf with a thin lineage of demon king blood. Wouldn't it be better to just eat him and refine him into the essence of a demon king?
Where is the Demon King's army?
Where is your damn blood sacrifice ritual?!
Newbie?
But how can someone who's disguised as a sage, who's incredibly stupid, actually be doing better than him?!
Even the sacred tree of the elves possessed one, which was bestowed upon this fox demon king. The power and resources of that unknown demon god were beyond his imagination!
Damn it, which bastard demon god dares to bully an incarnation of a great demon god? Is this fun?!
At the same time, a burning desire ignited within him. If he seized the opportunity and regained control of Titan City, all of its assets would be his!
With this thought in mind, the Nordic bishop, who lived in the Gluttony Ring, felt that this direction was correct and secretly developed himself to seize the little fox's possessions!
Yes, he resided within the Gluttony Ring. While Xiao Han stole the ring, he remained motionless. Besides being wary of Xiao Han's backup plan, he also harbored other motives. He left a clone behind while his true body infiltrated the Gluttony Ring, attempting to rise up and turn the tables!
In reality, retreating to the Abyss Demon Realm required a lot of resources, and being penniless, he had no choice but to stay in the main plane.
The travel expenses are too high; I can't even go home...
reality.
...
The far north.
"Huff!"
Endless white snow-capped mountains, a vast expanse of white everywhere.
Above the snow-white castle on the glacier, a giant frost dragon with wings that stretched for hundreds of feet stood out. With its wings spread wide, it was enveloped in a sky full of ice crystals. Its body was covered with dark blue dragon scales, and its mouth was open, its golden vertical pupils flashing with a chilling light.
Instantly, frost and snow danced wildly between heaven and earth, ice crystals bloomed, and a fierce blizzard swept through the land, giving rise to strange phenomena in the heavens and earth.
Huff!
Frost flowers surged from the mouth of the Frost Dragon, and a ball of solid, blazing white frost flame erupted toward another mountain peak!
"boom!!"
As the icy blue frost flames that had frozen the void erupted, carrying a vast and ferocious power, they slammed into the mountaintop ten thousand meters high, exploding amidst a roaring mushroom cloud!
Wherever it passed, it was filled with frost and flames, the void was frozen with frost, leaving behind traces of starlight and dazzling starlight.
Immediately afterwards, the sweeping void solidified into ice streaks tens of thousands of meters long, crystal clear and bright, leaving those hidden in the void utterly shocked.
"As expected of one of the Four Heavenly Kings of the Far North, the strongest king among the Frost Dragons, a single breath can unleash the power of a seventh-tier magic."
The old man, dressed in a white robe with a red cross, looked up at the Dragon King who was perched atop the Ice Crystal City and exclaimed in admiration.
"My lord, there's been news of the Demon King..."
Nearby, the void tore open, and a temple knight clad in armor with sacred runes respectfully reported, "Upon arrival."
"No, wait a minute."
The old man waved his hand, staring at the frost dragon. Mysterious magical patterns appeared in his pupils, seemingly floating in a dreamlike state, as if he were on drugs and high.
The temple knights stood silently to the side, not daring to disturb this supreme powerhouse of Norse mythology.
"Little Dragon, I'll accept your talent. Thank you so much..."
The old man awoke from his daze, activated a profound and obscure method, and a faint spiritual fluctuation spread out.
He bowed slightly, his body bursting with a white-gold magical power. Suddenly, a phantom of frost-formed dragon wings appeared on his back. His body condensed into ice crystals, expanding by more than half. His limbs were covered with blue-gold scales, like a giant dragon coiled up. His eyes, which were filled with silver frost, revealed a trace of golden light. They were somewhat similar to the Frost Dragon, and his own innate power was also incorporated.
Those who traverse the Golden Path possess the ability to initially analyze all things and integrate it into their own power system!
Platinum, which contains tens of thousands of characteristics, has a richness of foundation that far exceeds the understanding of Gold-level powerhouses. It is beyond common sense, yet it possesses power comparable to that of gods!
"Huff!"
The ice and snow flew backwards and poured into the old man's mouth. The white light of the ice and snow condensed into a sharp aura, as cold and piercing as an ice blade.
"roar!!"
The next instant, the old man clumsily raised his head, and a hoarse dragon roar erupted from his mouth.
In an instant, a stream of white frost rushed out from its mouth and nose, and the phantom of the frost dragon solidified again. The shooting frost light transformed into a silver ice blade, which danced like a dragon and snake, full of spiritual energy.
"roar!"
The aura of frost caught the attention of the Frost Dragon. He opened his dragon eyes wide and stared into the void. Under his gaze, time and space froze. With a dragon claw, he traversed time and space, cutting off a tributary of the River of Time and erasing the other party's ability to learn his Frost Breath life skill.
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