Chapter 599 The Creation of Ice (Continued)
Chapter 599 The Creation of Ice (Continued)
As the phantom's black spear thrust towards her, Funina parried with her sword. The ice crystals collided with the power of the undead, blasting away a ring of frost and black mist. She was knocked back two steps, but stood firm, no longer panicking as before.
"The strength is okay, but not enough," she muttered to herself, as if trying to encourage herself.
The Ice Soul Sword spun half a circle in her hand, its blade gleaming with a cold, eerie blue light. Instead of attacking rashly, she used the sword as a guide, weaving a barrier of ice shards in front of her.
The phantom's attacks were relentless, with black spears thrusting, parrying, sweeping, and slashing incessantly. Funina fought and retreated, layers of ice shards piling up before her, each shattering only to be replaced by another. Her steps were somewhat unsteady, yet she never fell.
Peruvieri, supporting herself with her sword, struggled to get up, but she was too weak.
“Don’t move, Miss Peruvier.” Furnessa turned her head, her voice steady. “I can handle this.”
She blocked another shot, and her ice sword was now covered in cracks. But she did not back down.
With a flick of her finger, the ice sword in her hand was restored to its original state.
"Although I am not Phoenix, as the inheritor of her power, I will never fall easily!"
With that, she swiftly unleashed a cold slash forward. Then, in the instant the phantom blocked the attack, she used the cover to hover in the air.
"What is this? Are you looking down on me?" Itte sneered, raising his hand and transforming "Thousand Transformations" into a sniper rifle, aiming the muzzle at Funina in mid-air.
However, the moment he pulled the trigger, Funina's figure vanished. It was just an afterimage refracted by ice crystals.
"What?" Itt's pupils shrank sharply.
The next second, Funina had already rushed in from the side, her ice sword carrying a cold wind, aiming straight for Itt's throat.
The phantom black spear moved sideways, narrowly blocking the sword strike. The ice crystals and the power of death collided once more, creating ripples.
Using the momentum, Funinna flipped back and returned to the air.
"As expected, your weapon is still not quite right for me." She shook her head and muttered to herself, "But it's okay, after all, I have my own tactics."
As soon as she finished speaking, Funina casually tossed aside the ice sword. The next second, the cold air transformed into two ice-blue light machine guns between her hands.
"Then, let me try out Miss Mona's tactics!"
Da da da da da da—!
The icy blue barrage rained down on Itt and Phantom like a torrential downpour.
Those were special bullets formed from elemental force. Wherever they passed, sharp ice shards would form, and they would explode upon landing, blasting the entire snowfield into a cloud of snow mist and scattering ice shards.
In a hurry, Itte reassembled "Ever-Changing" into a heavy alloy shield. The barrage of projectiles struck the shield with a crisp, rapid drumbeat, and the ice spread rapidly, about to freeze the shield and his arm together in the blink of an eye.
Don't underestimate people!
With a low shout, Itt unleashed a burst of war elemental energy, shattering the spreading ice. At the same time, the weapon phantoms switched again, and dozens of floating cannons appeared out of thin air, launching a frenzied counterattack against Funina in the air.
Phantom charged forward, stepping on shattered ice, her black spear tearing through the barrage of bullets, its tip brimming with deathly energy, aiming straight for Funina's weakness.
Furina remained calm, twirling her twin pistols and maneuvering nimbly in mid-air. Facing the Phantom's attack, she was met with ice spikes descending from nowhere.
"Now, the play is about to begin!"
"Fallen blossoms!"
Dozens of sharp ice spikes rained down from the sky, covering the phantom like a dense curtain of rain. The black spear danced in an impenetrable arc, shattering the ice spikes one by one.
Taking advantage of this opening, Funinna quickly created distance, recalibrated her dual pistols, and unleashed another torrent of icy blue bullets.
“This little girl…” It gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with both anger and fear.
Last time in the Abyss, Furness could only passively take the beating, relying on Phoenix's power to launch a counterattack. The terror of being forced onto the lab table to have her blood drawn, especially in the laboratory, is still vivid in her mind.
But now, her combat awareness, on-the-spot judgment, and even her proficiency in using elements have undergone earth-shattering changes.
"I never imagined that she would actually master the power of Phoenix during that time."
Peruvieri, supporting herself with her sword, knelt on one knee in the snow, gazing at the nimble figure weaving through the air with a complex expression.
That movement technique, that quick reflexes...
He really does look like a teacher.
But it's not entirely the same.
Phoenix's swordsmanship is elegant, and once he takes to the air, he gains control of the field, looking down from a high position and crushing his opponent with absolute power, leaving him nowhere to hide.
Funina's tactics, on the other hand, are more flexible and imaginative. She uses machine guns to mow down enemies and ice spikes to create formations, giving the overall impression of someone dancing on a stage.
She is cunning and does not adhere to fixed fighting methods. Like an ice butterfly dancing freely in the wind and snow, she is deadly and should not be underestimated.
As she watched, Peruvieri's tense nerves relaxed a bit, and the disappointment and resentment in her eyes were quietly replaced by admiration.
On the battlefield, Funinna's twin pistols roared once more, the icy blue barrage forcing Itt and Phantom to retreat step by step.
Ete's "Thousand Transformations" constantly shifted forms, with floating cannons, energy shields, and battle blades taking turns in action, yet it could never break through the curtain of ice bullets. The phantom charged forward several times, only to be forced back by the ice spikes falling from the sky. After landing, it was again covered by a hail of bullets, making it difficult to move an inch.
"Damn it..." It gritted his teeth, glancing at Mad Blade and the others in the distance.
Those three useless individuals were still sprawled on the snow. Kuangdao and Hongtao, severely injured by the previous attack, were still panting heavily; Fengling might be able to interfere, but in her current state, she was completely useless.
There were no reinforcements.
And it's unclear how many times I've felt pressured.
"Tch, there's no way around it. I thought I could make it to the end."
As he spoke, he pressed a switch at his waist, and a purple-gold gourd appeared out of thin air in his hand.
He opened the gourd and tossed it into the air. Instantly, the snow-capped mountain began to hum and then tremble.
Hearing the noise, Peruvieri and Funina both paused. The next second, a colossal creature formed from ice and snow burst forth from the mountain.
"What is this?" Funina's eyes widened.
The behemoth is over ten meters tall and its entire body is composed of ice rock and solidified ice crystals.
Its head resembled an evil dragon, with wings growing on its back. Ferocious bone spikes, like icicles, protruded from all parts of its body, and when it landed, the snow mountain almost collapsed. In its empty eye sockets, a ghostly blue light flickered, and its oppressive aura swept across the entire area.
"The remains of the world-destroying ice dragon?" Peruvieri exclaimed in horror.
"Hahaha!" Itte laughed wildly. "That's right, this is a creation I made using the remnant soul of the World-Destroying Ice Dragon that I secretly collected. Although it's less than one ten-thousandth of the original, and even a failed product, it's more than enough to deal with you!"
The ice crystal behemoth roared to the sky, its voice shaking the surrounding area. It lowered its head, its eyes locking onto the figure in mid-air.
At that moment, Funina felt a chill run down her spine. It wasn't a physical cold, but a primal, instinctive shiver of fear.
But she did not run away.
She took a deep breath, her ice wings unfurled to their fullest extent behind her, and her twin pistols reformed into ice swords in her hands.
"Even if you are a dragon... I will not back down!" she roared, then swung her sword at the giant creature.
Seeing this, the giant beast roared, its claws carrying a chilling current powerful enough to freeze everything, and slammed down on her.
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