The Frost Rune flickered violently, emitting a piercing chill.
He curled his body behind the suddenly appearing frost giant shield, like a traveler braving a snowstorm, forcefully breaking out of the fire ring blockade created by the red dragon's breath.
Woosh—!
How could White Dragon Trish high above let this chance slip? The frost breath she had been holding back poured down like an ice river breaking its banks.
The Evil Wolf General remained calm in the face of danger, raised his still glowing red giant sword, and with a loud shout, unleashed a tangible and concentrated fiery sword qi that met the deadly cold stream with precision.
Ice and fire collided fiercely in mid-air, erupting into a thick white mist that hissed with an incessant piercing sound.
Through his exquisite and rapidly adaptive use of different attribute runes, the Evil Wolf General miraculously defused the first deadly combined attack from the three giant dragons.
But this was merely the beginning.
