Chapter 343: Ice Flakes (2/2)

“But I have the key to start the event, Mister Mufasa! I have to think of something to open the colossus!” Eleena told Mufasa instead of listening to him. “We would only stop this moving disaster from moving when we start the event!”

After all, it was obvious that the tortoise colossus which was modeled after the Elven Synchronized Intellect Nation (SIN) was more than what the Players could handle. That was why the better choice now was to follow the hint that the God of Games had given out earlier: start the Elven SIN quest and directly progress into the game event!

It was only then the God of Games who assigned the quest could take notice of the circumstances in the mortal realm. And being the medium of the quest, the tortoise colossus would definitely be restrained by the God of Games as well—or at least be prevented from reactivating and harm the fleeing citizens again!

While Mufasa wasn’t sure about the complicated specifics, he generally understood what Eleena wanted to convey. As such, he made up his mind after a short hesitation.

Keeping the undead at bay quietly with his sword, he cleared a path for Eleena. “I don’t know if it works, but I’ve found a totem that resembled a keyhole on the tortoise’s head. You just might open it if you go there.” “Thank you, Mister Mufasa!”

Eleena thanked him and started to run towards the direction he pointed.

Meanwhile, the undead elf seemed to have realized that Eleena was running to its treasured seat before. It hissed and started towards that direction, but Mufasa intercepted it.

The creature hence loosed a flurry of strikes which were easily parried by Mufasa, his deflection and parrying styles making it doubt its existence.

“With me here, don’t even think of leaving!”

Its irritation turning to rage, the undead elf lunged at Mufasa again—but despite its swiftness, its movement was quite crude and full of flaws in Mufasa’s eyes.

“It’s over-eh?”

And yet, just as Mufasa was intending to take one step black, wrongfooting its blow and take its head, he suddenly lost control and tripped backward!

If he didn’t promptly realize that something was wrong and rolled aside, the undead elf would have come close enough for an embrace to claim him.

“What the heck…”When Mufasa rose to his feet again, he saw that there was a pile of ice on the ground where he had tripped.

But what was more astonishing that there was a frozen leg on its surface!

Quickly looking down, Mufasa only noticed then that there was nothing beneath his right thigh!

“Oh dang, my leg… but when the hell…”

But even before Mufasa could think about when he had gotten hit, the undead elf was attacking again. While he couldn’t attack with one leg less, Mufasa could still somewhat handle his opponent’s attack-but when he took notice of what changed around him this time, he noticed that there were many tiny ice flakes in the air.

Anyone’s body temperature would drop, their senses dulled if those ice flakes entered their body, rapidly frosting their innards alongside the cold air outside.

In fact, if Mufasa wasn’t a Player, his lungs would probably have frozen, suffocating him and directly killing him!

In other words, the ice flakes that wouldn’t have been seen without looking carefully had turned the tables instantly against Mufasa!