Therefore, even if you kill them all, there will be no consequences.
but……
Gwen bowed low, her hand gently resting on the hilt of the sword, her fingers clenched tightly.
As she exhaled slowly, the entire spacious arena fell silent.
White mist seeping from the gaps in the armor quickly enveloped the densely packed heavily armored soldiers.
The rising chill made the entire arena feel as if it had entered the dead of winter, and the biting cold seeped into the bodies of every spectator through their seats.
The biting cold wind and the merciless atmosphere swirled around the arena, like thousands of tiny silver needles pricking everyone's skin.
If the previous cold only made one's hair stand on end, the current cold has penetrated to the bone marrow, causing everyone to feel excruciating pain.
Despite everyone's joints being stiff from the cold, they still showed immense excitement, their burning gazes almost engulfing the entire arena.
At this moment, they were finally able to witness the true power of Knight Commander Gwen.
To be able to personally verify whether the legendary power of a single sword freezing ten thousand miles is true or false.
In an instant, everyone's eyes were drawn to Gwen.
Even Aurelion, standing in the center of the audience, leaned forward slightly, observing the scene before her with intense focus.
Just when everyone was focused on the power of Gwen's move,
Gwen suddenly raised her head, turning her gaze from the undead warriors to the god-king in the sky.
At that moment, the God-King suddenly felt a strong and dangerous chill rushing towards him, and a direct threat locked onto him.
In the blink of an eye, the cold blade in its sheath suddenly burst forth, and the white mist seemed to become a towering wave, sweeping across the sky.
【A thousand-foot-deep ice field】
The extreme cold seemed to transform from tiny silver needles into thousands of sharp ice blades, tearing apart the surrounding space and freezing the open cracks.
A violent storm swirled and rolled across the land.
The relentless ice crystals seemed to coalesce into a towering wall of raging waves, propelled by the storm as they surged into the sky.
At this moment, the enormous icicles seemed to burst through the soil from underground, transforming into one towering blade after another.
It relentlessly assaults the heavens and crashes against the towering pillars.
At this moment, the entire arena was engulfed by a thick storm of ice mist, and wherever the white mist swept by, everything was covered with ice.
Even the towering stands were not spared.
Dense ice crystal spikes swept past, weaving through countless spectators, before suddenly and violently rising up and embedding themselves deeply into the rock.
Sharp, icy ice, extending in layers, shot out rapidly, transforming into a pale, crystalline beam of light in the air, pointing directly at the Thunder God King high above.
As the ice crystals broke through the white mist and attacked, the God King had a thought and quickly gathered divine lightning in the air.
It suddenly plummeted towards the ground, trying to resist the oncoming force.
However, the thunderous power gathered in the critical moment was not strong enough.
The cascading fluorescent light could only split a portion of the pale ice, failing to completely block it.
As the rising white mist grew increasingly violent, the remaining ice crystals completely engulfed the God-King's body.
For a moment, the entire arena seemed to freeze in a long-forgotten stillness.
In the hazy distance, the thick white fog gradually dissipated, revealing the jagged ice in its final form.
Almost every part of the arena was covered in ice, and even the Thunder God King in the air had his left arm frozen by the ice.
The God-King is injured.
At this moment, accompanied by a chill that had almost dropped to freezing point in the surrounding area.
Everyone present forgot the danger of the surrounding ice, their eyes wide with astonishment, unable to utter a single word.
Then, the god-king slowly lowered his head, looking at his arm that was swallowed by ice, his silent eyes seeming to be pondering something.
Finally, he turned his head away, and a somewhat emotionless voice rang out:
"No human can touch me, so..."
No sooner had the words left his mouth than a violent thunderous roar shook the space once more.
It was like a giant drum being struck hard with a hammer, producing a deafening explosion.
As another violent bolt of lightning struck, countless undead warriors in the arena turned into arcs of electricity and vanished without a trace.
Then, a dark badge emerged from the lightning and slowly floated down in front of 'Gwen'.
"Congratulations, you are the first person to be allowed to participate in the World Martial Arts Tournament."
The God-King crossed his arms and calmly announced 'Gwen's' victory.
Having said that, he didn't linger; his body transformed into a bolt of lightning and vanished quickly.
Even as he disappeared, the ice on his arm failed to break and dissipate.
This breathtaking scene was deeply etched in the hearts of countless people present.
Erica's eyes widened, and she stretched out her trembling arm.
Pointing to 'Gwen' below, he said to Viktor beside him, looking bewildered:
"No, this..."
Is this the thing you let me beat?
She can even injure a god-king, so what is there that she can't defeat?
But Victor didn't notice Erica's surprise; he remained frowning, watching Gwen on the sidelines.
Seeing her sheathe her longsword, pick up the master's badge, and then slowly turn and leave.
Only after her figure completely disappeared did the surrounding frozen earth erupt with thunderous cheers.
...
After leaving the arena, Viktor found Gwen's location atop a towering city wall.
She was standing on the city wall, gazing at this world she seemed to have never seen before with her eyes, which were now exposed after she had removed her helmet.
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