Chapter 2075 - Demon Sealing Sunflower (1/2)

Translator: Exodus Tales  Editor: Exodus Tales

Translated by XephiZ

Edited by Aelryinth

Reynold trembled slightly, but was soon overwhelmed by anger.

It was normal for humans to be overwhelmed by rage when they lost control of their emotions. They would react like an animal, biting at their enemy subconsciously when their life was in danger, and they had completely lost their composure.

Reynold flew toward Zhan Kong, surrounded by a rotating field of ice. The white ice filled the Sacred City, as if a great snowstorm was pouring down heavily after something disrupted its flow.

White crystalline dust drifted in the wind. The people below could no longer see the mirrored Sacred City clearly. They only knew the snow that surrounded Zhan Kong was accompanied by terrifying danger.

The ice spun even faster, the white curtain was moving slowly, like a huge cloud. The piercing cold spread from the mirrored Sacred City to the western side of the Alps, further worsening the terrible weather.

The plants froze as the mountain there was covered in thick snow. The city was turning into ice, too. Even the air was about to freeze and turn into a boundless transparent crystal!

The golden dragon roared amid the snow, barely visible. A blinding ray of Light sprang from the thick white cloud and into the sky. The people guessed the golden dragon was unleashing its power, but they could not tell whether the Emperor was injured or taken out by the attack.

An elegant but oddly-sounding chime echoed out of nowhere. The snow began to dissipate rapidly.

It felt like the chime contained a purifying Sanskrit. Both the white cloud and the Light emitted by the golden dragon disappeared as the chime faded away.

The mirrored Sacred City cleared up, allowing the people on the ground to see into it.

The Undead Emperor had moved another two kilometers closer to the Sacred Residence. Behind him, Reynold was kneeling on the ground with his back to the Undead Emperor.

Sweat was pouring down from Reynold’s head like melting ice. His battle outfit was soon soaked. The spectacular ice field was just like a circus trick, nothing impressive after it was exposed.

The strange chime had stopped Reynold’s Ice Magic before it could reach its maximum potential. His enemy had discovered the weak point of the spell and destroyed it before it even started.

The chime also served as Reynold’s burial song. More cold sweat surfaced on Reynold’s forehead. He was completely soaked in cold water, and his eyes were filled with pain.

Soon, liquid was pouring out of his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth, but this time, it was no longer sweat, it was blood.

The chime’s note had crushed his organs. He knew his life was draining away. He could barely see the black figure who was approaching him disdainfully through his blurred eyes.

The enemy could easily end his life, yet he was still forced to kneel on the ground miserably.

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“Isn’t Master Reynold a Forbidden Mage?”