Chapter 540: No One Escapes
Strictly speaking, the Frost Dragon is a branch of the Elemental Dragons. When it comes to frost magic, it holds an innate advantage—one could say that every adult Frost Dragon is, without exception, a master of frost spells. Especially here in the Ice and Snow Plane, the power of its frost magic is pushed to the absolute limit...
In that brief battle just now, he was able to judge that the Frost Dragon, while maintaining its human form, had power roughly approaching Level Thirty-Seven. Now, as it shifts into its true dragon form, its strength seems even more terrifying.
Still, with the means he possesses now, he has some confidence to take the risk...
If he manages to slay this Frost Dragon, the rewards would be enormous—those crystalline scales, clear as white crystal, its blood, fangs, and so on, all of immense value. For an alchemist, the temptation is simply fatal.
But what really stirs Leon's heart isn't any of that...
It's the Frostheart Core...
If a mage were to obtain a Frostheart Core, they'd undoubtedly embed it in their staff first. Using such a staff to cast frost spells over time, their understanding of frost rules would grow at a staggering rate. Leon had heard tales—historical accounts from Northend—of Title Archmages who, upon acquiring an Elemental Dragon Core, became masters of a particular school in less than ten years.
Some newly ascended Sky Rank mages, eager to shorten the time needed to master all four elemental rules and become a quad-school master, even risked their lives hunting Elemental Dragons...
Of course, Leon, who possesses the Elemental Chapter, isn't concerned with such things. Besides, understanding the rules is something he'll only pursue once he steps into the realm of Title Archmage.
The Frostheart Core was in his grasp, but its true value lay in its role as a component of the Arcane Wheel. With it, the ice spells unleashed by the Arcane Wheel could reach terrifying levels of power.
There was even a strong possibility that it could help the Arcane Wheel break through to the pinnacle of a mid-tier True Spirit magical artifact...
"None of you are getting out of here today..."
A deafening roar shook the air. The ground beneath their feet seemed to tremble, and thick white mist rapidly engulfed the entire palace. Layers of frost condensed in every corner, and the ice-element magic in the surroundings grew impossibly dense.
By now, everyone had realized—just as Lin Yun had said—escape was impossible. In this frozen world, none of them felt even a shred of confidence that they could evade the Frost Dragon's pursuit.
There was simply no way; the pressure from this Frost Dragon was overwhelming...
Almost as soon as the words were spoken, the Frost Dragon's massive, mountain-like body loomed overhead. Its crystalline scales gleamed with a chilling, spectral light. Suddenly, its enormous head lowered toward the group, and those silver-white eyes brimmed with endless, biting cold.
"Damn it!"
Just as someone cried out in alarm, the Frost Dragon opened its menacing jaws. A wave of terrifying energy surged through every corner. From the dragon's maw, a faint, misty white light flickered—then, in an instant, it expanded and swept toward them.
Rumble...