Destroyer of Ice and Fire Chapter 602
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Chapter 602
Chapter 602: The Most Powerful Moment
Boom! Boom! Boom!
While Chris and Liszt were conversing, in a certain abyss, loud noises rang out in a vine-infested castle .
The withered vines grew rapidly along the cracked walls and stone pillars, black flowers blooming from them .
A cluster of grey shadows pounced around anxiously within the shade of the castle, letting out angry roars .
“They also killed Lante . . . . . . Jeriya, you’re the only one left . . . . . . ”
In the Kingdom of Eiche far away, a three-headed fire type wyvern was rapidly flying through the sky . On its back which emitted magma-like arcane energy was a golden saddle . A gloomy-looking female arcane master sat on it . She had long silver hair that was separated into three parts, each looking like a sharp blade .
Behind her was a cubic black crystal that was of average human height .
When the cluster of grey shadows roared, cold glints flashed across her gloomy eyes . She replied with reverence, “Please do not worry . Wait for your resurrection, my master . You shall personally vent your anger then . ”
. . . . . .
At the same time, Ayrin led the demihuman army towards the place where the battle was most intense .
Stingham grumbled, “Ferguillo, what are you doing?”
He saw Ferguillo in deep thought standing before the fallen Evil Dragon claw .
“This is equivalent to an arm of the Evil Dragon . The residual consciousness of the Evil Dragon even preserved some mental strength within it to use an arcane skill . ”
Rui appeared next to Ferguillo . He did not ask Ferguillo any question . He only turned to look at Ferguillo and slowly spoke, “In the battle just now, that consciousness dissipated . However, this arm is still active, it’s too dangerous if you want to make use of it . ”
“Ferguillo, are you really interested in that?” Stingham took a glance at Ayrin and pleaded, “You better destroy it . If Ayrin remembered it, he might want to eat it . ”
Ferguillo remained silent for a few seconds . Then, he ignored Stingham and nodded towards Rui, “I want to preserve this . It may come in handy . ”
“Up to you . ” Rui nodded without any change in his expression . He then looked at Stingham and added, “In any case, leaving this item with you is better than with Stingham or Ayrin . ”
“Teacher Rui, what are you talking about?” Stingham was dumbfounded, “Teacher Rui, are you saying Ferguillo is a student of the Holy Dawn Academy and we are not? Why can you say that about us . . . . . . ”
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“Merlin, what are you doing now?” Before Stingham could finish his sentence, he shouted again . He saw Merlin, who had kept a low profile until now, suddenly running to the corpse of the Voodoo Dragon .
That Voodoo Dragon was riddled with holes and completely skewered . It could not be any more dead .
However, the Voodoo Dragon was still too terrifying . The poisonous blood flowing out from it had corroded the earth around it and became a muddy pool that kept releasing poisonous gas .
The poisonous gas released from its body took the shape of a black skull .
Merlin ignored this as she put down her treasured box and crawled into the Voodoo Dragon’s body .
Right after Stingham shouted, Belo suddenly spoke next to him, “How can you waste . . . . . . such a precious thing . . . . . . help me go there . . . . . . ”
“ . . . . . . ”
He turned around and became speechless .
Belo was staring impulsively at the corpses of the Voodoo Dragon and the Storm Dragon .
In his mind, the image appeared of Belo the pervert ‘sucking’ the two Dragons, until they were sucked into ‘jerky’ .
. . . . . .
Behind Liszt and Minlur, the pale faced Ciaran looked at Carter who had a unique fragrance lingering around him and asked, “How is it?”
“The medicinal effect is fine . ” Carter looked back at Ciaran, “You haven’t recovered yet, there’s no need to rush my treatment . ”
“He obtained the Passion Fruit despite all the obstacles . He must be eager to see you recover . . . . . . ” Ciaran glanced at Ayrin charging around in the distance and then at Mody who was carried by Moss . Worry showed in her gaze .
Carter’s injury would be fine . However, Mody . . . . . . with an injury like that, even if the medical masters from the Office of Special Affairs were alive and cooperated with her treatment, Mody would not be able to make a full recovery .
At that moment, Liszt’s gaze stopped on Lotton .
In this battlefield, Lotton was the most lonely one amongst all of them .
However, Liszt knew Lotton treated Ayrin as a friend, and Ayrin also treated Lotton as a true friend . . . . . . if he could fight alongside his friend, it did not matter how different he was from others . Although he appeared to be lonely, his heart had to be filled with warmth .
The pale white particles of the powerful Evil Dragon Bishop called Nazonlo were completely devoured by Lotton . A pale white halo shone around him .
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Liszt turned to look at the corpses of the Storm Dragon and Voodoo Dragon, then at Merlin and Belo .
His carefree gaze also began to be filled with vicissitude .
In this war, be it the peak experts from the Kingdom of Eiche, Kingdom of Doa or those Evil Dragon Bishops, most died fighting .
Even his team would probably have died here if not for Ayrin and the others . . . . . . However, those surviving youngsters obtained an astonishing amount of wealth from the battlefield . . . . . . Corpses of Dragons, artifacts left behind by the strong arcane masters . . . . . . They would definitely improve at an amazing speed .
Minlur felt the change in Liszt and asked, “What’s wrong?”
Liszt pinched his nose and commented, “Nothing . Just that while looking at these children, I’m feeling myself getting older and older . Our era has ended . ”
“The world is their stage now . ”
Minlur laughed, “These brats are really outstanding! They are our St . Lauren’s pride!”
. . . . . .
Boom!
A huge ice crown exploded around Ayrin .
A few Evil Dragon followers were unable to escape in time and were frozen inside .
Boom!
The huge Destroyer Ice Crown shattered, sending countless shards and trapped Evil Dragon followers flying .
“You Evil Dragon followers are all cowards! Come and fight me!” Ayrin shouted as he charged towards the most densely packed places . He looked like a monster charging into a herd of sheep .
To normal arcane masters, the more chaotic the battlefield, the more dangerous it was . There might be a stray arcane skill killing them by accident .
However, Ayrin could become the most powerful in such a place .
The broken arcane powers slamming into him like a tide and the arcane skills flying to him from all around let him obtain an inexhaustible supply of arcane particles .
The feeling of unleashing forbidden skills at will was too wonderful .
Especially after learning several powerful forbidden skills . . . . . . including a powerful forbidden skill like the Destroyer Ice Crown . The omnipotent feeling allowed the desire of destruction within Ayrin to reach the extreme .
Ayrin’s gaze was so heated it seemed to burn the air in front of him . Even as he kept unleashing powerful forbidden skills and overburdened his body, he only felt the thrill and ecstasy from the intense pain of his body .
This is my most powerful moment . . . . . . There may never be another battlefield as large as this, a place where I can keep unleashing arcane skills without a care about arcane particles .
No matter what enemy stands before me, I will defeat them all!
. . . . . .
“So arrogant!”
“You really think you’re invincible! Even if you’re a metal clockwork war avatar that doesn’t know fatigue, I will exhaust you to death!”
Fegizan gritted his teeth .
He held a huge halberd over three meters long . The halberd released a terrifying grey aura that shot up into the sky . The grey aura formed a huge cluster of grey clouds in the sky .
Beneath the clouds, various pieces of flesh were assembling into large rotten giants .
There was an astonishing number of these rotten giants ranging from several meters to several dozens of meters big . They were like a swirl and constantly spread outside, killing the righteous arcane masters .
Many arcane skills blasted onto those rotten giants and splattered their flesh . However, they did not fall and kept fighting .
“Kill him!”
As he roared, almost all the rotten giants charged towards Ayrin .
“What’s that? So smelly!”
The charging Ayrin was surrounded by the rotten giants in an instant . He did not think at all and instinctively used the forbidden skill he just learned from the Voodoo Dragon .
“Rotten Explosion!”
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Large groups of rotten giants became fluid and exploded .
“Rotten Explosion!”
“Rotten Explosion!”
“ . . . . . . ”
Fegizan’s pupils contracted to the size of a pin, his face filled with shock and disbelief .
Before he could react to the change, the rotten giants before him exploded and became black fluids .
A figure charged towards him under the sun . It was so dazzling he could not look straight at it .
Boom!
A suffocating ice arcane power swept towards him .
“Ah!”
He screamed in shock . A colorful light film exploded from his body as pale white particles surged within the light film .
Boom!
Ice arcane power shook again .
A larger ice crown filled Fegizan’s sight .
Crack!
The shattering sound of the ice crown around him was transmitted into his ears .
“This guy is strong . . . . . . ”
Ayrin suffered from the tremor and twisted his expression in pain .
The clash between arcane powers just now burdened his body, his bones on the verge of cracking .
“Hmm? Could this be the Rotten Flesh Halberd?”
After the rotten giants had all collapsed, Ayrin realized their origin as he saw the huge halberd in front of him . He scratched his head out of habit .
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