As the Demon Hunters relied on their instincts to dodge their opponents' attacks, a series of stormy ice storms covered the battlefield.

Sharp ice fell in the white mist, piercing through the flesh and blood monsters that were spliced together at random, and the Demon Hunter's not-so-skilled magic seal shield shattered and disappeared in less than three seconds under such a blow.

The Apocalypse stood up and directly turned Xu Yichen off his back, using his broad body to protect the other party from harm.

It was an indiscriminate blow, and Legolas dodged every ice that fell from the sky, but there was nothing left to protect the wounded on the ground.

The elven knight gritted his teeth and took out a magic scroll from his bosom, tearing it open fiercely, and a rainbow-like energy layer instantly appeared in mid-air, blocking the attack from above the people inside the 'wall'.

This magic scroll, which does not require mana activation and can be used by anyone, is a new technology developed by elves in recent decades.

The elven mages who had been secretly building the ark had almost exhausted the wealth that the elves had accumulated for countless years, and this kind of tear-and-use magic scroll was a product they developed to make up for the shortfall.

It's just that like other techniques developed by elven spellcasters, the cost of this thing is unacceptably high.

The people who can use it are basically spellcasters.

Although this magic scroll can store spells almost perfectly, with only very little wear and tear, there is still no market for this expensive scroll.

Because it inspired the human mages, they soon developed the same type, but at a lower cost, the kind of magic scrolls that are now popular on the market.

Fortunately, the scroll that Legolas carried was also considered one of the finest, and it was very good as a defensive spell.

Because the ice storm lasted fifteen minutes.

Despite the defensive spells that keep the ice attacks out, the temperature around them drops dramatically.

The 'wall' that gave the small team a chance to breathe became a real wall, and the corpses were frozen together, and the blood clotted into ice to fill the gaps, making the entire wall impregnable.

Most of the deformed flesh monsters around were pierced by ice, and a few lucky ones were forced to freeze in place, covering the ground with a white carpet along with the corpses of others.

As the ice storm drew to a close, there was no sound on the battlefield, and even the fat monsters who claimed to be the messengers of the plague god were frozen in a layer of ice and stood motionless.

War Horse Apocalypse let out a long breath of steam that was no longer hot, and it became illusory in place, and soon disappeared into the air.

After taking a lot of damage, Apocalypse could not continue to maintain his existence in the material realm, and for a month, the Demon Hunter could not summon his mount again.

Xu Yichen could feel that the remaining lens in his eye socket was slowly creeping, and under the effect of the [Regeneration] talent, his eyes were slowly recovering.

He felt very lucky, if it weren't for the promotion of the [Regeneration] talent, he would have to return to Anthony Grand Harbor and receive divine healing from the priests to see again.

But how likely is it that a blind man can return alive in this environment?

The hands that had lost their skin immediately grasped the [Grace Ripper], and this sudden attack was more like someone secretly helping him.

Despite the indiscriminate blow, the Demon Hunter could hear the elves still alive at hand, the sound of rapid breathing, and the sound of ice cracking reached his ears.

Since you can survive this ice storm, your enemies will definitely be able to.

When it comes to keeping out the cold, fat people always have more advantages.

The plague messenger moved his limbs slowly, two fingers thick of ice cracking with a crackling sound, and it was the main target of the magically summoned ice storm.

So the ice that gathers around it is denser and colder.

But the blow can't really hurt it.

"If the temperature is a little lower, it might make me catch a cold." The Plague Emissary muttered discontentedly, as a member of the Nurgle Army, it didn't like this environment very much.

The cold temperature is not conducive to spreading the plague, after all, those cute little bacteria can't withstand the cold like it.

Instead of killing the enemy who had already been battered at once, it carefully observed the forest with its vicious little eyes, looking for enemies lurking in the shadows.

The demon hunter took time to adjust to his state, his skinless palm clutching the metal hilt in the cold temperature.

Soon, the blood froze the two together.

He quietly drank a bottle of healing potion provided by the witch to speed up his recovery, but regenerating organs was not an easy task.

The silver-haired witch searched for the Demon Hunter and gasped when she spotted him.

Half of the Demon Hunter's angular face is gone!

The original nose was left with only another bloody hole, and the masseter muscles were exposed in the air, and almost all the teeth could be seen, which looked very hideous.

One eye is closed, and the eyelids of the other eye are gone, revealing an eyeless eye socket.

Blood poured from the wounds, and silver flames enveloped the demon hunter, making him look like a humanoid torch.

If it weren't for the fact that the other party was still standing in place, holding the sword in both hands and maintaining a vigilant posture, Aiferal would have thought that the other party was dead.

"He's such a tough guy!" Karui said weakly, the wound in his abdomen finally quieting the berserker, and when he saw the horror of the Demon Hunter, he didn't know if he would be able to maintain his fighting power in that situation.

But the other party seems to be able to fight those monsters for a few more rounds!

"I'm going to pull him back!" Alex was about to run out when he was pinned down by his teacher.

"Be careful, we've got a new guest coming!" Radia said as she looked at the white mist not far away.

Four figures in full-covered armor appeared at the edge of the white mist, one of them holding a massive staff, six ice crystals circling him back and forth like satellites.

The other three were guarding him with swords and shields, and their targets appeared to be the Plague Emissary.

As the lead spellcaster waved his huge staff, six ice crystals exploded around the plague messenger like cannonballs.