The King of Black Fog

The sky didn't snow, but the drifting snow raised by the battle made visibility more obscured than a blizzard, like a thick fog.

The Black Flame Dragon, entirely black with even its blazing eyes shut, spewed Dragon Flame from its twin heads.

The intense flame, laser-like, decomposed the ice blocks, while simultaneously releasing a large amount of steam.

The steam quickly condensed in the low temperature, turning into ice particles.

Yang Qinglan placed her left hand on the ice block "dug out" by the flames, and ten-meter-tall Ice Giants rose, walking out through the steam and snow, their blurred figures battling the 'White Light Divine Sword.'

The movements of both parties were extremely slow.

Hiss!

A tentacle of the 'White Light Divine Sword' suddenly accelerated, swiftly whipping towards the Black Flame Dragon.

Crescent-shaped gray-white Sword Qi sliced through the air, colliding with the tentacle, exploding into a mass of cold gray airflow, making the tentacle seem like it's pressed the pause key and slowing down again.

Yang Qinglan, holding the blue 'Extreme Cold Ice Sword' in her right hand, was poised and ready.

The eye on the back of her hand fixedly stared at the monster, as some small ice figures on the ground arranged into words: Second tentacle, target Xia.

Future·Si stared at this ground, then adjusted the small ice figures into new words: Two minutes later, third tentacle, target Lan.

She couldn't look directly at the monster, so she could only read the information Yang Qinglan left on the ground.

The fonts in front of her suddenly disappeared as the surrounding scenes came into view, and her golden eyes simultaneously looked forward to the right, then suddenly looked upwards.

Future·Si remained expressionless, with her arms behind supporting her eye sockets, as the arms on her ribs twisted the detachable doll-like eyeballs, taking out the golden eyes.

After gently wiping them, she placed the golden eyes back into the sockets.

Future·Si regained control of the golden eyes for a while.

Turquoise Pool stood amidst the snow drifted up by the battle, with All Perception·Si behind her, using the fingers of its four eerie arms to comb her long hair.

The combed long hair was controlled by Turquoise Pool.

When she raised her left hand, aiming at the monster, there was an eye on the back of Yang Qinglan's hand, grafted by a butterfly.

With a view, white hair was meticulously weaved around the 'White Light Divine Sword,' forming a single-lane path of white hair.

Whenever the 'White Light Divine Sword' tried to rush out of this white hair path, an Ice Giant would charge forward, relentlessly suppressing it!

And at the other end of the path, the other head of the Double-headed Black Flame Dragon kept spewing Dragon Flame.

Dragon Flame, White Light Divine Sword, Ice Giants—the scene before them resembled a slow-motion explosion.

The eerie arms combing Turquoise Pool's hair suddenly clamped around the neck of 'All Perception·Si' itself, exerting slight pressure as its pink tongue slowly extended.

"Hey!" A small radish jumped from Si's body onto her shoulder.

'All Perception·Si' retreated to make way, Si stepped forward, extending the four arms from her ribs and shoulders, grabbing the long white hair trying to wrap around Turquoise Pool, her fingers combing through it like a comb.

The small radish squatted on 'All Perception·Si's shoulder as the uncontrollable arms gradually loosened their grip on the throat.

"Ugh!"

Future·Si was choked by her rib arms, and the shoulder arms directly took away the golden eyes.

"I'm coming, I'm coming!" The small radish jumped again onto Future·Si's shoulder.

Every step must not have any errors.

Although it seemed like methodically suppressing the monster, as if everything was in control, they all felt a suffocating sensation, like being unable to breathe underwater.

If it weren't for coming all this way in the value game, they would have suffocated from fear just standing before the second mutation of the 'White Light Divine Sword.'

A tumor-like monster without a head, only six tentacles.

The abdomen bore a giant mouth, with two shadows of flesh and blood on its back, one of them holding a blood-stained 'White Light Divine Sword.'

Crimson rays of the Divine Sword light emitted from the tip of the Light Sword, advancing slowly but destructively.

Another shadow of flesh and blood had its arms fused with the tumor monster beneath it, and each swing of its six tentacles could unleash a 'cut.'

"Hey... Ha... Ha...!"

"Pā... Bì... Chōng... Hè!"

The grotesque mouth on the belly of the tumor monster, occasionally cackling madly, at times solemnly reciting.

"Creak! Creak!"

Whether laughing madly or chanting, the grotesque mouth gnawed and consumed Ice Giants, chewing and swallowing them.

One by one, the faces of the Ice Giants emerged on the surface of the tumor monster, their expressions contorted in agony and loathing, glaring hatefully at Yang Qinglan.

Future·Si suddenly arranged on the ground: We won.

Si used her original hands to write this word on the blindfolded Li Qianxia—Yang Qinglan, visible to Turquoise Pool.

Everyone's spirits lifted!

Unable to open their eyes, unable to listen, silently and soundlessly contending with such a terrifying monster, ensuring no error with their hands, the mental pressure was overwhelming.

Yet, just then, in the white light-shrouded vision, in the corner ahead to the right, a green light streaked upward.

The second, third, fourth...

They raised their faces, looking with closed eyes at the sky, where uninterrupted green light flickered.

Simultaneously, they quickened their hand movements!

Breathtaking green light... Why is Li Changzhou using 'Life and Death Separation' so frequently, what's happening?

Turquoise Pool and Li Qianxia pondered, why didn't Yang Qinglan write this news in the future?

As they thought more deeply, they understood her intentions.

Don't hurry, don't panic, they told themselves, win this current battle first, then go help Li Changzhou.

Dragon Flame finally collided with the tumor-like monster, as the flames were shredded by 'White Light Divine Sword' and 'cutting,' consuming the tumor monster bit by bit.