NFBE Chapter 159 Half-step Saint Level Ace Frost
Chapter 159 Half-step Saint Level Ace Frost
In Biquan Villa, Chen Xian's flute music calmed everyone's minds.
However, after putting down the flute, Chen Xian's body swayed slightly, and the depletion of his spiritual power brought him a feeling of weakness.
Lan'er came forward to support him. Chen Xian held Lan'er's slender hand with one hand, and with the other hand he secretly took out a spirit stone from the space ring to restore the spiritual energy in his body.
The giant dragon in the sky paused for a moment, and when it saw that its attack did not break through the barrier of humble humans, it became even more angry and intensified its dragon flame spraying.
Chen Xian frowned slightly and asked Master Wen Dou who had returned.
"Master Wen Dou, how long can this shocking formation hold out?"
Wen Dou puffed out his chest confidently.
"With this level of attack power, the Seven Days God Shocking Formation will probably use up all its magic crystals and need to be shut down. I only need to hold back the dragon for a moment, and the formation will be able to add back the magic crystals and start again."
Chen Xian shook his head. He knew that Master Wen Dou was determined to die and was planning to replace the magic crystal at that moment.
But how could a magician who had just advanced to the legendary realm contend with this giant dragon that was as powerful as a saint and resistant to magic?
Seeing Chen Xian shaking his head, Wen Dou thought for a moment and said.
"If you have enough of those stones called spirit stones, you can keep the formation running without interruption."
After hearing what Master Wen Dou said, Chen Xian felt even more bitter.
He had just used the spiritual stone secret chamber below the villa to break through to the early stage of Golden Core.
I didn't expect that just to form a golden elixir, the spiritual energy required was dozens of times more than in my previous life.
There are only a few spirit stones left on hand.
"It's okay, let's wait. Don't forget that this is the Tianqing Empire. The imperial capital, Nice City, is just a few dozen miles away."
"If a giant dragon comparable to a saint comes here and hops about, the empire will not necessarily do anything about it."
In fact, Chen Xian didn't have much confidence in his heart.
After all, saints are like nuclear weapons in every empire.
Moreover, a few months ago, when he had just returned and met the Saint of Light, the pillar of the empire.
The Saint of Light's life energy has begun to wither, and in his current state he is no match for the dragon.
"I hope the life spring of the Elf Forest will be useful to that old man."
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It seemed as if in response to Chen Xian's prayer.
The Saint of Light appeared above the manor and faced the Frost Dragon.
Standing in the air, he stared into the dragon's eyes calmly.
"Ace Frost, who gave you the courage to leave the Death Icefield? Do you really think that we, the Sky Warriors, don't dare to slay the dragon?"
The Frost Dragon stopped attacking, and its huge head retracted slightly into the clouds, staring at the Saint of Light.
"Huh! Dragon slayer? Liar, you deceived me and said that Askerim could be well taken care of by humans."
"But Eskerim is dead. I sensed his presence on this human. He needs to bear the wrath of the dragons."
Chen Xian, feeling the dragon's gaze, helplessly spread his hands and said to the savior, the old dean.
"Old man~Oh~Master, you know I was wrongly accused. It was someone else who killed the dragon."
When the Frost Dragon heard Chen Xian call the Saint of Light "teacher", he became angry.
"Shameless human, the murderer turned out to be your student."
The dragon opened its mouth and was about to attack when it suddenly discovered that seven more strong men had arrived and were standing silently behind the Saint of Light.
The seven people were all at the legendary level. They slowly spread out and surrounded the frost dragon.
"Humph~"
Ace Frost snorted again, angrily.
"Despicable human, you know how important Askerim is to the dragon race as the only elven dragon in thousands of years."
"Your actions will provoke a war between dragons and humans."
The Saint of Light shook his head.
"Ace Frost, the elven dragon is indeed dead, and our Tianqing's prince is also dead. They were killed by the same group of people. We have a common enemy."
Ace Frost's huge tree boy shrank violently, and his anger increased a bit.
"Since they also killed your prince, it's been so long. Why don't you, as the number one magician on the continent, seek revenge? Go to hell."
The frost dragon suddenly launched an attack, its wings vibrating, pushing away the thick dark clouds, revealing its huge body.
A breath of dragon sprayed towards the old dean and the surrounding legendary elders of the academy.
Several elders quickly stood aside. The dragon breath that was comparable to that of a saint was not something that those at the legendary level could match.
As they dispersed, they kept making seals with their hands and retreated while maintaining their formation.
As everyone flew back, the old dean disappeared, and when he reappeared, he was already above the giant dragon.
"You have violated the agreement between the dragons and humans. Even if I kill you, your clan leader Iris will have nothing to say."
The old dean's wrinkled hands emitted a dazzling white light, which was divided into seven rays, connecting with the seven elders.
The light connecting the eight people formed a huge cone-shaped space, enveloping the huge body of the dragon.
The vertical pupils in Ace's frosty eyes shrank.
"You despicable human, you actually used a magic-forbidden formation. Even without using dragon language magic, our dragon bodies can crush you bugs."
Ace Frost flapped its wings violently a few times, and the huge dragon body, carrying the power of destruction, rushed towards the direction of the blue old man.
The formation moved along, but its speed was far slower than the dragon's flying speed.
In the blink of an eye, the dragon's hot breath had blew up the old man Lan's white hair.
Old Man Lan’s body turned into a stream of water and flew away at an accelerated speed along the air flow.
"Xiao Lanzi, can you be more manly? The formation has been broken."
The red-haired old woman sneered, but her hands sped up and swung her staff.
The dark red magic crystal on the top of the ancient staff emitted red light, and a phoenix condensed from flames flew out from the red light, getting bigger and bigger.
When it arrived at the dragon again, it had turned into a fire phoenix half the size of the dragon.
The fire phoenix opened its sharp beak and pecked at the giant dragon. The flaming phoenix's beak came into contact with the ice on the dragon's body, making a hissing sound.
A large amount of water mist formed, but the Fire Phoenix did not cause any damage to Ace Frost.
The scorching breath of the Fire Phoenix disgusted Ace Frost, and as he had lost the blue old man as his target, he turned and flew towards the red-haired old woman.
After the red-haired old woman launched the attack, she immediately flew away without looking back.
As Ace Frost turned around, two tornado-like sword energies attacked his back. The sword energy storm collided with the hard dragon body, making a metallic friction sound.
Friction generates a lot of heat, forming a lot of water mist.
roar~
Ace Frost was angry and dragon language sounded.
A white light descended, and Ace Frost's dragon language lost its magical effect.
After being humiliated several times, Ace Frost's proud heart was hit hard. He became furious and howled to the sky.
The ice on the frost dragon fell off, revealing its powerful dark blue body.
The huge dragon scales on the dragon's body kept opening and closing, and golden blood seeped out from the gaps between the scales.
"Iris once said that when I can understand frost, I can achieve the Saint level, so I trapped myself in the Death Ice Field and let the ice and snow cover my body, but the attached iceberg restricts me instead. Now is the strongest state of I, Ace Frost."
The powerful aura made it difficult for the seven legendary elders of the academy to breathe and restricted their behavior.
The old dean retracted the white light in the sky, his eyes showing some surprise and some approval.
"As expected of a genius from the Dragon Clan, he has already stepped into the Saint rank."