Chapter 423 Chapter 217 Frost Dragon and Flames Sword (Part 2)
The End Sword Blade was drawn from the solidified ice crystals, its ancient and worn edge. Beyond the fiery red markings once adorned by Phoenix Blood, a deep frost-blue trace suddenly spread, like a profound scar etched from extreme ice marrow.
Frost-blue runes spread with the chill across the sword, making even the ancient End Sword Blade appear dazzlingly cold and hard in its embellishment. Young Master Ig’s hand tightened the sword hilt abruptly.
Under the frost-frozen space, the End Sword Blade was raised. Above the frost and the blade, a terrifying Sword Qi spread, and in the next instant, a sharp ray of light etched a trace upon space, overlapping three times in a flash! “Sword of Severing Light,” “Eight Forms of Moon Cutting”!
The abruptly brightened sword light shredded the gale in mid-air within an instant. The torrent of Sword Qi fell downwards, and the sharpest Sword Intent solidified into three straight cuts, with no concealment, slicing vertically towards Douglas’s body!
These were the same sword techniques Young Master Ig had used in the arena before, yet with the catalysis of crystal demonic power, their might was hundreds or thousands of times greater! The “Severing” Sword Intent taught by Oran Solsk passed that day, at this moment, truly revealed its edge – it was the will to sever all things!
A moment of silence, then the abrupt sword energy tore through it. The light and shadow of the End Sword descended. Douglas’s long sword, the dragon-like flames atop it, suddenly dimmed, as if the myriad particles constructing the blade and flames were all torn and shattered by the Sword Intent. The air was cut, the spatial distance was divided, and the stunning sword light almost touched Douglas before his sword broke!
The red-haired youth’s robe was torn by the sword energy. Suddenly, he raised his right hand. The Sun God’s emblem imprinted on his hand shone brightly, countless complex ancient patterns blazing, and a giant shield, as if purified by the blazing sun, appeared before him.
Douglas had personally faced Young Master Ig’s Sword Intent before. Back then, Douglas was only able to resist it by relying on his superior realm and the demonic power amplified by Sun God power. Now, facing Young Master Ig wielding this terrifying Sword Intent, the demonic power he possessed, originating from the Ice Dragon Princess and even surpassing it after fusion, was in no way inferior to his own.
Without a doubt, facing this Sword Intent inherited from Grand Duke Oran, which touched the domain of “Authority,” Douglas knew that any demonic power or magic he possessed would undoubtedly be cut and severed. – Therefore, Douglas directly unleashed the divine skill inherited by the Sun God’s Chosen!
“Shield of Svarinn!” In legends, the gods forged it for Surtur, the giant shield atop the sun chariot capable of resisting the origin of fire, reappeared before Douglas!
The vertically slashing sword light from the End Sword tore through half the sky. The sword blades struck with a sudden sound, like a torrential downpour of sharp sword energy. The “Shield of Svarinn” glittered with the sun’s golden light, and the surging torrent swept across the entire space! Even the mere overflow of Sword Intent tore through the walls of the Prayer Church, reinforced by divine arts and runes, capable of withstanding a Saint Rank’s attack. The sun’s golden flames burned the ground.
Young Master Ig, of course, did not believe he could kill Douglas with just one burst of sword energy. He stomped the ground heavily, and the spreading frost instantly froze the burning ground. The extreme cold even suppressed the sun god’s light and heat! The End Sword was reversed and lifted. The slightly tilted blade was instantly washed with frost, its edge sharpened like a bright mirror, reflecting the ice-blue frost color, as if a slender and beautiful ice dragon figure was slashing down from the sky, accompanied by a dragon’s roar!
The vertical thrusting sword suddenly pierced the frozen frost, then froze again under the extreme cold. It was clearly a sword, but in Young Master Ig’s hand, it was like an ice spear blade, stabbing and flicking like brilliant meteors. The spear’s aura almost overshadowed the blazing sun on the “Shield of Svarinn.”
This was not just Ophiuchus’s power. Every strike of Young Master Ig’s sword reflected the past demonic dragon domain, the ice dragon princess’s frost-bright jade hand striking with spear auras and cold shadows when she killed the “Shadow Devouring Demonic Dragon.” – Although every move and skill of the frost dragon princess back then still far exceeded the upper limit of Young Master Ig’s understanding, as someone who had personally experienced and wielded it, and possessed the “True Eye,” Young Master Ig pulled out techniques with ease and extreme skill, as if deeply ingrained in his spirit and body from decades of practice. Driven by the powerful demonic power of ice and frost, it even carried a hint of the shadow of her wielding a spear to slay the dark demonic dragon back then!
Under the hundreds or thousands of attacks, like a meteor shower, brilliant, elegant, yet without losing its terrifying offensive power, even the “Shield of Svarinn” blocking Douglas began to crack with blazing light marks, as if unable to bear the attack and about to shatter!
“Bang!” A cold star touched down, and with the sound of metal clashing, the “Shield of Svarinn” finally succumbed to the unbearable weight. Blazing cracks spread all over it, and it suddenly became brighter, shattering into pieces of sun-golden divine power fragments, completely exposing Douglas to the sharp frost.
However, Douglas’s face showed no panic or fear, and his usual noble and elegant demeanor was gone. In its place on his handsome face was a look of near-madness!
“Young Master Ig, you call this skill? It’s laughable!” Douglas’s long hair danced wildly. His slender body, clad in his robe, was filled with terrifying sun demonic power, like a balloon filled with highly volatile fire elements, ready to unleash a destructive explosion at any touch.
But Douglas had no intention of attacking or releasing the terrifying divine power within him. Instead, he stepped forward heavily, facing the fragments of the shattered “Shield of Svarinn” without yielding an inch, allowing the fragments of divine gold, condensed from endless terrifying divine power, to deeply pierce his chest, igniting the blazing sun divine power within him!
“Douglas, you’re insane!” Young Master Ig’s voice was filled with shock. Even though he harbored immense hatred for the youth before him, Douglas’s actions still filled him with dread. Even though Young Master Ig wasn’t the one enduring it, he knew the danger of such an act – directly integrating such scorching divine power into flesh and blood, even with volatile demonic power accumulated within, any slight accident would only result in Douglas being blown to ashes, leaving no corpse!
– However, such a risky act was almost certainly a prelude to a more powerful move by Douglas!
“Insane? Far from it! Young Master Ig, do you really think I’ve had a smooth life?” Douglas’s robe fluttered, his arrogant voice almost tearing through the heavy atmospheric pressure formed by the sun-scorched fragments. His wild laughter resonated. “Just integrating divine power, the Sun God’s Chosen King, and even that figure in the night, aren’t they ten times more dangerous! Heh, how can a pampered trash like you understand!”
