"Cough, cough, cough..." A layer of frost had formed on the howling city wall in the cold wind. A bloody figure half-knelt on the frost, "Cough...

You can't be Connor!"

The Blood Mist Priest calmed down the power in his lower body that had been disrupted by the cold air entering his body, and looked at the man in the snow coat opposite him with serious eyes.

"Since we know your plan, how could you really send a Connor?"

The man in the snow jacket smoothed down the messy fur on his collar and looked at him and said.

The Blood Mist Priest slowly stood up, blood flowing through his body, and the frost on his robe gradually broke and fell off. Was the intelligence wrong? The Kingdom's special envoy Connor Smith, a landless baron, a low-level extraordinary knight...

Hahaha, what a low-level extraordinary knight!

The Blood Mist Priest gritted his teeth fiercely and said, "I'm the only one guarding the Frostwind Territory in the North. I didn't expect that they would mobilize people from there!"

When the snow coat man Connor heard his words, he stopped smoothing the fur with his hands and looked at him expressionlessly, "There's nothing we can do. The closest one is the Cold Wind Leader."

"Then the one who will deal with the high priest is...

The Grand Duke of Frostwind Territory?"

The man in the snow coat did not answer his question, but turned his head to look at the stairs on the city wall. Many black figures came into view...

Following Delon, Livia, who had just walked up the stairs to the top of the castle, looked at the frosty ground in front of her, huh?

Is it snowing?

A trace of regret flashed through Livia's mind. He looked at the sky and saw that it was still covered with blood mist. Even if it was snowing outside, it would not be possible for it to fall into Kovagr.

Puzzled, Livia looked up at the city wall. In front, more than twenty men in black robes were besieging several armored guards. On the side close to the city wall, two figures, one red and one white, seemed to be fighting. The frost on the ground seemed to be spreading from there. Next to them, there was a man dressed in luxurious emerald green.

"Kettel, Pro, Purvis, take your men to wipe out these cultists!"

Delon glanced at the situation on the top of the castle with a serious expression and quickly gave orders to the people behind him.

Without saying a word, the people behind them quickly moved and surrounded the black-robed people on the top of the castle. Livia stood behind Delong and did not move with the Shadow Leopard Knights, "Mu...

Er..." He heard Delon's faint murmur, Moore?

There was some doubt in Livia's eyes. Was this the guy who possessed the cult leader on the grassland and almost took her life?

Turning his head to look at the emerald green figure leaning against the city wall, he was the only one on the field who fit the description of Moore by Deron, but...

Looking at the emerald green figure, Livia frowned, something was wrong!

In his perception, the aura of the emerald green figure seemed to be elusive, and the figure also felt somewhat unreal.

Is it some kind of magic?

Livia guessed secretly in her heart.

The Blood Mist Priest also noticed that Livia and the others had already reached the city wall. Their figures blurred and there was a sound of "zizizizi"...

Ping!

Ping!

Suddenly, two icicles shot out from the empty ground nearby, which seemed a little puzzling. But then a blood-red figure emerged in front of the icicles. It was the Blood Mist Priest. The figure of the Blood Mist Priest opposite the man in the snow coat began to slowly dissipate after the blood-red figure was forced to appear by the icicles.

“Want to leave?

It’s not that easy.”

Turning his gaze to the Blood Mist Priest who was stopped by the icicle, the man in the snow coat had a playful smile on his face.

Boom~ The Blood Mist Priest's face looked a little ugly. He waved his hand to smash the icicles beside him. Damn it!

Looking at the icicle that suddenly appeared and the blood-red figure that suddenly appeared in front of the icicle, Livia finally couldn't hold back his curiosity and shifted his gaze from the emerald green figure to the man in the snow jacket who seemed to be in the same group as him.

“Can you manipulate ice?

Is it a wizard?

That’s a really cool ability.”

Livia was a little envious. After all, compared to herself, even if the witcher's skill trees were fully upgraded, she might not have such a cool ability. However...

As the power of the seal increases, the quantitative change may lead to a qualitative change.

Livia thought of her greatest golden finger, which had no upper limit on attributes.

"Such pure icy power, is he from the Frostwind Territory?"

Delong looked at the two people fighting, his eyes fell on the man in the snow coat whom he had never seen before. He frowned slightly and muttered in confusion, "Cold Wind Collar?"

Livia silently memorized the name of this place mentioned by Delong.

"Moore!"

Livia was startled by the sudden loud shout beside her. She rubbed her ears which were ringing due to Delon's voice and silently took two steps back.

The green figure did not respond to Delong, and did not even look over. He remained motionless, as if he did not hear what Delong said.

Delon frowned and walked towards the green figure.

Seeing Delon suddenly move, Livia was stunned for a moment, and hesitated whether to follow him. However, the battlefield where the blood-red figure and the man in the snow coat were was too close. With his strength, if he was affected...

After hesitating for a while, Livia still followed. After all, it had come to this point, with only one task left. How could she give up halfway?

However, compared to Deron who walked directly past the two fighting people, Livia chose to go around them. If you don’t have that ability, don’t try to imitate others.

'Ice Sword' The man in the snow coat didn't pay attention to the two people who walked past him. He put down his right hand that was stroking the fur. A trace of cold air surged out of the palm of his hand and condensed into a long sword made of ice.

Seeing the ice sword in the hands of the man in the snow coat, the Blood Mist Priest's heart sank, knowing that he was no longer testing him as before, but was serious about it.

Although they are both high-level transcendents, the gap between them is huge. The power of the Blood Mist Priest is not cultivated by himself alone. The purity of his power is totally incomparable to that of the man in the snow coat, not to mention that the power of ice still restrains him to a certain extent.

Although 'Burning Blood' knew that he might not be a match for the man in front of him, the Blood Mist Priest did not intend to sit and wait for death. The blood in his body began to boil, and he used secret techniques to improve his physical fitness, and rushed towards the man in the snow coat first.

Um?

Looking at the Blood Mist Priest who rushed towards him without waiting for him to make a move, the man in the snow jacket felt that the other party seemed to be using some secret technique.

Let your blood become boiling hot to resist your own coldness? That's interesting. Then let me cool you down.

The man in the snow jacket raised his empty left hand, his palm facing the bloody figure which was moving at an extremely fast speed.

'Cold Current' Whoosh~ Whoosh~ Whoosh~ An extremely cold air current suddenly spurted out from the palm of the man in the snow coat towards the blood mist priest who had turned into an afterimage, and there were also some ice fragments in the air current.

Even Livia, who was standing relatively far away, felt the air around her getting colder. The temperature seemed to have dropped a lot. It was so cold...

Wearing only inner lining and leather armor, Livia was totally unable to resist the incoming cold. She shivered and glanced at the battle situation over there. It was a fight between gods and the mortals who suffered.

Livia felt helpless, and felt that the wound on his abdomen seemed to have some signs of frostbite in the cold air. He placed his hands on his chest and made seals. A glimmer of fire emerged from his palms, slightly dispelling the coldness around him. Livia walked quickly while the coldness was barely dispelled, but the remaining seal power in his body could not last long.