The Primordial Wizard

"Moore's strength lies in his short sword. He obtained this long-lost wonder from an adventure, and directly advanced from an ordinary hero to a great hero, and has the strength beyond the golden hero of the peak of the great hero."

"If you really want to say that he who holds the ice crystal dagger in his hand is a false legend! I have some gifts from the Lord of Darkness, so I should be able to fight!"

Countless thoughts flashed through Alex's mind, he needed time, as long as the time was delayed until the moment when night and day alternated, the ceremony would be completed.

At that time, no one will be able to prevent the transformation of the abyss and the coming of darkness.

Moore didn't notice Alex's mental journey, he raised the Frost Dagger to be level with his lips, and then the tip of the sword pointed forward along the direction of his lips.

"call!"

Moore blew vigorously in the direction that the Frost Dagger was pointing.

This tone was cool and Moore's will, after passing through the Frost Dagger, it was suddenly magnified, and turned into an extremely cold Frost Gale, raging out with snow and ice.

With the strong wind blowing, all the ice sculptures of gloomy believers disappeared with the wind, turning into ice crystal dust, and even their souls could not die.

This is a treasure-like miracle, the praise of frost!

It can transform the terrain in an instant, creating a sea of ​​ice with highly active magic power, selectively freezing enemies to protect its companions, and blowing a biting cold wind to destroy the soul and body of the enemy.

"Let Frost purify everything!"

Moore Rona held up the ice crystal dagger and roared loudly.

He stood in the ocean of frost, and the ice danced, turning into a giant frost beast, roaring with the entire ocean of frost, charging towards Alex.

A group of descendants of gods, heroes, quasi-heroes, and god-inspired ones rode the living frost-shaped giant beasts, roaring!

"Let Frost punish you!"

"Rush up and crush them!"

"For the ancestors, for Rona!"

Dickens rode a giant frost boar, roaring and mourning.

He looked at the dead and injured god descendants, and thought of his loving father, his eldest brother who was eagerly looking forward to his success, and his awkward second brother, pain spread in his heart.

"Alex, why did you do this! Why did you kill a family back then!"

Dickens screamed with a hoarse throat.

"why?"

Alex responded to Dickens in a rare way. He looked at the descendants of Frost who were charging like waves, and let out an inexplicable laugh, and his whole body sank into the dark shadow behind him.

"Because this is what my father expected of me, and this is also my destiny!"

The pitch-black shadow made a deadly sound, and countless figures were disturbed in the darkness, and the darkness was constantly expanding, and the figures struggled to crawl out of the darkness.

A strong black figure walked in front of Alex and guarded him, while the other figures scattered and rushed towards the descendants of frost riding the frost behemoth.

"Look at them, this is Frost! The family did not die, they just became one with me, became a part of me forever, became my shadow!"

Dickens looked at the three shadow figures rushing towards him, his face was horrified, this dark face and body still had an unconcealable familiarity!

That is Dickens' family, his kind and resolute father, the brave elder brother and the awkward second elder brother!

At this moment, the descendants of Frost fought fiercely with the former clan in the darkness before the dawn of the northern fortress.

"Profanity!"

Moore Rona watched all this, and drove the giant beast straight to Alex, roaring in his mouth.

"Alex, you have blasphemed your people and the ancestor gods! You have thrown yourself into the embrace of the abyss and become a gray running dog. I will kill you, a dirty jackal, and purify your soul with ice!"

"What's the use of playing lip service? A person like you who is born with excellent bloodlines has adventures that ordinary people can't match. How can you understand the difficulties of people with inferior bloodlines like me!"

Instead of retreating, Alex advanced, pulling out a shadow blade from the darkness behind him, and took Moore Rona straight.

"Your blood is pure, and you are destined to be superior! Our blood is inferior, and it is difficult to even become a god-inspired person. That is why my father sacrificed himself and used his blood to purify mine."

The two fought together, the power of frost and shadow intertwined, in the darkness, the projection of the great demon sprang out fiercely, together with the shadow figure guarding Alex, the three besieged Moore Rona.

Moore was full of energy, and with frosty anger, he was able to defeat three enemies with one enemy. The icy ocean like waves gave him infinite strength. Standing in this ocean, no one can kill him!

"Your father's sacrifice is great and proud. He is worthy of Frost and worthy of being a father. But you, despicable villain, vicious villain! Killing a family, only to purify your own blood, you must have suffered the curse of Frost, Ancestral God I won't let you go."

Moore Rona swung the ice crystal dagger, and the extremely cold crystals grew on the dagger, and in an instant the dagger turned into a giant ice blade!

He swung the huge blade, and with the oppression of extreme cold, he easily pushed back the three besieging people.

"Hahaha, I killed so many people. I just wanted to get a purer blood and get close to the ancestor god. I am not wrong! Am I destined to be trampled under your feet? The ancestor god punished me, he cursed me, let I have completely lost my strength! But, you think I will give in like this?"

Alex looked crazy and rushed towards Moore, ignoring the wound.

These words have long been hidden in his heart. In those days when he lost his strength, he hid in various places, was tempted by the witch, paid a heavy price, and finally won the favor of the dark.

"quibble!"

Moore snapped, and he swung the frost blade, cutting Alex.

"Bingshuang just took back your power, which is already a great grace. You don't want to repent, but blame the ancestor gods. Such bad behaviors and disgusting thoughts, on behalf of Bingshuang, I will completely purify you!"

Every time Moore swung the Frost Blade, there was an extremely cold air, and the splash damage could freeze the soul.

But Alex seemed to have a special ability. He ignored the frost blade's slash, and even recovered after the slash like a shadow.

"Sure enough, you fell into the abyss completely, and you turned into a shadow! But you are just a disgusting half-demon after all, you are not even as good as the big demon projection next to you, at least it is a pure demon, unlike you, Frost Shame, scum of the godborn."

Moore irritated Alex with a relentless mouth, while thinking of ways.

Alex can't go on like this forever, there must be some sort of limit. This limitation could be duration or some kind of condition, I'll have to try it out.

There was a smile on the corner of Moore's mouth, and the overall attack became more fierce.

The shadow figure and the big demon projection attacked him from behind, but unexpectedly, the ice crystals on Moore's back suddenly proliferated, and quickly formed two ice crystal monsters, fighting with them.