Chapter 952: Arrival (1/2)
The crystal ball glowed dark green in her hands, causing her to furrow her brows in terror. ”Enough nonsense, Dennis! Act now! I can feel Wasir's waiting for someone to come, and that someone is definitely not our friend!”
”Who in the world can help him?” Dennis still didn't seem hurried, unlike the panicked Mascy. ”The five Sovereigns of the Fringe don't really interfere with one another's business. Apart from an overgod, nobody should be able to break my spatial lock. What are you worried about?”
”Wasir thinks that once that person arrives, the two of us might not escape Glacial Peak alive. That's what he truly believes! My insight definitely isn't off, there's a catch! Dennis, we've worked together for many years, yet you trust me so little?” Mascy glared at him angrily.
Wasir was quite taken aback. He didn't think that a highgod like Mascy would actually be able to divine his thoughts that clearly. What he didn't understand, however, was why she couldn't find out the identity of that mysterious fellow?
Seeing Mascy angry for real, the seriousness of the situation finally sank in for Dennis. He knew how accurate her predictions were, and she definitely wouldn't be messing with him in such a crucial moment. He had decided to act immediately.
But before he could, Wasir had deployed his subzero Domain of Divinity, immediately causing a white fog to emanate from the cavern behind him. The fog of cold enveloped him; he had cultivated in Frostcavern for years and long had become one with the frost energy within it. He allowed it to circle around him before letting the snake-like fog slither towards Dennis and Mascy.
Wherever the fog touched, space itself crackled nonstop. The region that Dennis had locked up was shattering like a mirror.
Those subordinates of Wasir that had been frozen in place suddenly felt that they could move again. They immediately broke free from their bindings and hastily charged into Frostcavern without their master asking. They were afraid of being captured by the spatial energy once more.
Dennis' expression shifted as he humphed, ”Wasir, did you think you'd be able to survive this? I alone am enough to defeat you, let alone now that I have Mascy with me. You might not know this, but those who cultivate in the edict of destiny can make you tremble even if they're just highgods!”
Dennis yelled as powerful spatial waves reverberated from his body, affecting the structure of spacetime around him and morphing it into a sharp blade, which he sent cutting in Wasir's direction.
At the same time, Mascy snickered and suddenly put all ten of her fingers into the crystal ball. A vague silhouette had formed in the ball and it seemed to resemble Wasir.
Mascy's fingers glowed within the crystal ball. The green glow stretched out like threads and slowly enveloped the little figure within the ball.
When the green tendrils surrounded the limbs of the figure, Mascy laughed and pulled with force. All of a sudden, Wasir, who had been trying to fill the surroundings with frozen boulders, felt his limbs tense up as if hundreds of formless threads had bound them. He couldn't move at all as he watched the spatial blade come his way.
”Wasir, nobody has managed to defeat Mascy and I when we work together! Haha, accept your destiny!” Dennis watched as the spatial blade continued to gather spatial energy as it rapidly shot towards the frozen Wasir.
At that moment, all the energy within Wasir's body was activated to their fullest potential; the fog that came back towards him didn't enter his body, but rather, freeze it. Now, he was one with the frost in the cavern and had turned into a block of unmelting ice right as the spatial blade fell!
A sharp, grating sound came from Wasir's body, though it didn't part immediately from the spatial blade. Instead, the blade cut in gradually inch by inch.
Wasir's expression was now completely pale. Some blood leaked from the corner of his mouth and turned into a crimson icicle.