The large piece of athyst left by the ancient tis, if used wisely, is enough to refine both the wizard tools of his original body and his duplication.
After all, not all wizard tools require athyst.
Suddenly, his figure moved, disappearing from the Weapon Refinent room.
A terrifying aura rose between heaven and earth.
Soon after, the exclamations of so wizards could be heard outside.
The grand and luxurious wizard tool exhibition hall of the Fire Dragon Shop collapsed with a bang.
So of the custors visiting the shop fled in panic.
A massive black serpent, nearly filling the building, was exuding endless poison, flicking its snake tongue.
Many wizards were devoured on the spot by it.
The glow of the array lit up, enveloping the Fire Dragon Shop.
In the area of the Weapon Refinent room, the light of the seven-ring formation shone even more vividly.
Thanks to the protection of these arrays, the Weapon Refinent Area where only custors step foot remained intact.
However, the public area had turned into a ruin.
No matter how strong the array, it couldn’t prevent a suicide attack from within.
Streams of primordial soul energy flew out from the Weapon Refinent room.
Colorful attacks flew toward the giant serpent.
In order to avoid large-scale casualties, everyone restrained their assaults.
Throughout Gondor City, various protective arrays lit up one by one.
Above the city, a gigantic array sealed everything off.
Beneath the Sky Do, the giant serpent wreaked havoc.
When a Level 7 Expert is willing to risk life and death, the consequences are dire.
"Hahaha, die, die!"
"You pitiful insects, if it weren’t for Fire Dragon Ais residing here, you wouldn’t have been caught up in this."
The maniacal roar of the Snake Envoy echoed throughout the city.
"Snow King!"
A white snowball shot out, appearing above the giant serpent’s head.
The Snake Envoy had long studied the battle thods of the Holy Infant, naturally knowing this was his companion spiritual creature.
"It’s useless! Although I’ve fallen in realm, I’m not sothing a re companion creature can shake."
It swept its tail, and a destructive black light spewed from its mouth, shooting toward Master Fire Dragon.
The Snow Iron Dragon Armor surfaced, barely resisting the terrifying attack.
Its surface showed fine cracks.
Even a Sixth-Ring Top-Grade Wizard Tool couldn’t withstand such an attack from an expert like the Snake Envoy.
The Holy Infant’s expression changed slightly;
he had yet to upgrade his wizard tool and didn’t expect such a turn of events.
Fortunately, the material of the Snow Iron Dragon Armor was mostly of the seven-ring level, so it wasn’t a major issue.
It had already been damaged several tis in previous battles with demons, and could be patched up for continued use.
anwhile, the Snow King’s form crazily expanded.
It transford from a snowball into a Frost Giant towering a thousand ters tall!
The giant, resembling the statue of David, exuded a beauty of art and philosophy.
Except its head, which remained a round ball...
The giant’s left arm was muscular and well-defined.
"Hand of the Winter Emperor!"
Boom!
The endless Frost Power erupted, instantly engulfing the thousand-ter giant serpent.
Crack, crack!
Accompanied by the sound of ice forming.
The serpent’s body turned into an ice sculpture suspended mid-air.
While the Snake Envoy was inwardly shocked, what overwheld it more was sorrow and despair.
"Today, I’m not even a match for his companion spiritual creature..."
It desperately burned its own strength, intending to make Fire Dragon Ais forever rember this day!
Fine cracks nded the surface of the ice sculpture, with pitch-black mist seeping out.
Crack.
The ice sculpture split open, freeing the Snake Envoy.
With its still-frozen body, it rushed toward Fire Dragon Ais, aiming to destroy him by self-detonation!
A star-like light shot through the air.
A delicate secret sword pierced from the mouth of the Snake Envoy.
Like a zipper being undone, the thousand-ter serpent’s body split inch by inch under the razor-sharp Gold Elent Sword Qi.
Afterwards, the Snake Envoy’s body was cleaved in two halves.
A fragnted snake soul fled from within.
With an unyielding howl, the Snake Envoy received another punch from the Snow King, dissolving into smoke.
From the Snake Envoy’s sudden onslaught to its obliteration, it all happened in a flash.
It initially intended to cause as much havoc as possible in Gondor City by entangling with Fire Dragon Ais for as long as it could.
Never did it expect that a single punch from the Snow King would extinguish it.
The terrifying Frost Power immobilized it.
Afterwards, a sword strike from Victor pierced through the serpent’s mouth, splitting it in two internally.
Such deeds Victor had perford many tis before, and he handled it with ease.
The colossal body of the Snake Envoy toppled to the ground.
The Holy Infant remained with a calm deanor.
It was evident that the opponent was a powerful mber of the Council of Ten Thousand Clans.
At Level 7, it was already at the Envoy Level.
The Council of Ten Thousand Clans actually dispatched an envoy to launch a suicide attack on him.
No wonder they had been lying low, never making a move.
It seed they wanted to act directly at the safest place while he was off-guard.
However, he had already reached seven rings, and had refined the Bright Moon Artifact.
Even if it weren’t for Victor’s intervention, he was absolutely confident in exterminating the foe.
Nevertheless, his thods had too extensive an impact to be used within the city, as it might affect innocent bystanders.
Luckily, the Fire Dragon Shop did an excellent job of protecting refiners.
The Artifact Refining Area was safeguarded by the seven-ring formation, preventing any outsiders from entering.
Coupled with the swift end to the battle.
Thus, this terrifying attack resulted in minimal damage.
The greatest loss was the innocent custors caught in the crossfire.
These aftermath tasks had to be done well, otherwise it would affect the reputation of the Fire Dragon Shop.
However, upon seeing the enormous Level 7 serpent’s corpse, the Holy Infant suddenly felt that this ti, it didn’t seem like much of a loss.
"This is excellent material for weapon refinent, this serpent must have at least been Level 7 Late Stage at its peak."
In the sky.
The Gondor City Lord, who was in seclusion, was also awakened by the disturbances of this terrifying attack.
He frowned deeply, arriving at the Fire Dragon Shop.
"Lord Ace, are you alright?"
The Holy Infant said:
"I’m fine, but the enemy’s attack caused so collateral damage, I’m considering whether I should move the Fire Dragon Shop to another area to avoid such incidents, sparing innocent lives."
The Gondor City Lord said:
"No worries, stay in Gondor City, there’s no need to go elsewhere... I can use this incident as a pretext to apply for a military-grade Advanced Rare Treasure from the central authority. I’ve applied several tis before but never got approval. The cost is too high, the quantity scarce, and so are reluctant to allocate it for the nomadic wizards of the Nether Capital. This ti, let’s see what excuse they can use! Losing a high-level talent like you would an sacrificing a potential Grand Wizard!"
The Holy Infant felt a surge of happiness, quickly expressing gratitude:
"Thank you, City Lord!"
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