This familiar magic is a variant of the unique magic created by her old acquaintance, Almis of Ice and Snow.
Talia looked confused and moved, trapped in the ice, she could only et Duchess Hyperion’s gaze.
Hyperion’s gaze seed to tell Talia that she no longer wanted to hide behind her. She also wanted to do everything possible to protect Talia.
This was the spell card that Bingxue Witch gave her when they said goodbye in Aestheland Kingdom —
[Ice Sealing Guardian]
[Category: Magic Card]
[Grade: Pink Divine]
[Rank: 5]
[Effect: Freezes oneself and a very close target together, gaining an extra ice attribute shield and continuously healing both parties. The shield cannot be broken by attacks below the Eight-order intensity. It lasts up to 30 seconds. During this ti, the frozen party cannot act, cooldown ti is 30 minutes.]
[Note: Blessing of Almis of Ice and Snow.]
Although it was not used in Herram, there was always a chance to use this card.
Destruction Holy Son Solomon raised his eyebrows slightly, did not waste his mana, and repeatedly ordered the decayed alchemical beast to attack the ice shield.
However, the ice armor is very sturdy. Even if the decayed alchemical beast attacked like a madman, it never broke the ice armor on the two of them.
Twenty seconds later, Hyperion and Talia aid at each other’s eyes, took advantage of the decayed alchemical beast’s attack gap, she proactively discarded the ice ssealing, was thrown away forcefully by Talia, and then Hyperion went invisible again, while Talia resisted the attack that Solomon followed.
"How many more tis can you block?"
Solomon looked at the surrounding air and said coldly.
This Miss Duchess is really hard to kill.
Not only is there an Eight-order protection, but her entire body is lifesaving cards.
And she seems to have a strange talent on her body. She can’t feel her breath at all, and even when she approached that Eight-order Strongman just now, the grey-haired woman seed to not notice her, which is not sothing that invisibility magic can achieve.
But now it’s okay, in order to save this Eight-order Strongman, she has already handed over two life-saving cards.
"You don’t really think you can hold on until the city’s defensive barrier is restored, do you?"
Destruction Holy Son Solomon moved his focus back to Talia,
"If I’m not mistaken, I believe the Duchess Hyperion doesn’t have many life-saving magics left. She can only make one more mistake at most."
After he finished speaking, Solomon ignored the possible backlash from Talia, changed his attack strategy, and used seventh-order magic to seal the surrounding land into a constantly roasting sea of fire!
Talia was suddenly anxious and took the initiative to attack Solomon.
This bastard must be tackled first, otherwise Hyperion won’t be able to hold on!
But she, who was already at a disadvantage, beca truly inferior once she took the initiative to attack the opponent.
Because the real enemy, the decayed alchemical beast, is still lurking at her on the side.
The next mont.
Under the gloomy light of the blood moon, the broken residential area of Nawantina City beca a weird scene.
Talia, who was originally able to fight with the two, was now struggling painfully in the ruins.
Her right hand was bitten by the fragnts of the decayed alchemical beast that split and ambushed her, constantly bursting with the sound of bone fractures.
Even though she had dodged with all her strength just now, she still couldn’t avoid it.
This power of curse turned even the surrounding building debris into an ominous silver color.
Talia desperately mobilized her magic power, trying to blast open the alchemical beasts, but the explosion of alchemical beasts caused her even greater damage. She felt her body being torn apart by countless blades of nothingness, and her pain doubled.
Talia fell heavily to the ground, unable to stand up.
The terrifying wounds left on her body by the decayed alchemical beast’s attack caused her right hand to almost lose its original shape.
Solomon slowly approached not far from Talia, still keeping a distance from her.
With his every step, the surrounding ruins collapsed in response, intensifying the despair.
"Not coming out yet? Miss Duchess? She is about to die, you know?"
Solomon looked around and held up a flaming cross, as if dropping it would cause an irreversible heavy blow to Talia.
Hyperion, invisible in the distance, was in tears, but knew she had to delay, even for a second longer.
This was a skill that she had practiced for a full two months under the guidance of the Bingxue Witch in Aestheland Kingdom. She could perfectly hide her breath and even her existence.
If she revealed herself now, it would truly an a certain defeat.
"To think that one day I would be able to kill an Eight-order Strongman... Although it would be better to disable you first and then take you back and enslave you."
Solomon saw that the Hyperion didn’t respond, so he could only look down at Talia with mockery in his words.
This proud woman who caused him a lot of pain was now lying on the ground unable to move.
"You’re dreaming..."
Talia’s voice was so weak that it was almost inaudible, but her defiance was still there.
"Rest assured, after I enslave you, you will witness with your own eyes Hyperion being burned by to a roast human."
Solomon laughed lightly, his eyes had no laughter, it was like a punishnt for Talia resisting him.
He enjoyed the process of taming and conquering the enemy with fear. The more this grey-haired woman collapsed and surrendered, the more he enjoyed it and was happy.
"Hyperion, run, don’t mind !"
Talia’s eyes couldn’t hold back her anxiety, she shouted with her last strength.
"It seems I guessed right, she is indeed important to you."
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