The mont Angelina forcefully pinched the Ice Crystal Blue Ring, the temperature at the small plateau, which had only been mildly chilly, suddenly plumted.
At the instant the temperature dropped, Roland distinctly felt that Death was smiling at him, and he could even hear the soundtrack of the pallbearers in his ears.
Without a hint of hesitation, he imdiately activated the Divine Protection.
This was the life-saving asure he had to activate manually; other rings and armor were passive and required no active activation.
Although using Divine Protection required a full day of cooldown, he dared not be negligent.
One can bet on anything, but never on life.
Angelina herself posed no real threat to him; the only killer move ca from this ring.
There’s no need to think twice; this was the trump card left to her by Empress Sofia.
To die by such a trump card could be considered...
Bah, how could he possibly die from a re ring!
Roland opened his full defensive powers, resisting the fatal cold contained within the ring.
Facing such a wide-range super cold attack, evasion was utterly useless; one could only endure it.
The mont the ring shattered, boundless cold erupted, turning the already snow-covered plateau into a world of ice and snow.
Angelina shivered in fear, completely stunned.
She knew the Empress was invincible, but never dreamt that a ring containing one-tenth of her attack power could possess such might.
If the Empress herself ca personally, Roland would undoubtedly shatter like an ant, but this was rely one-tenth of her full-force attack!
Angelina did not know that the number the Empress gave her was sowhat conservative; the energy of this ring was not one-tenth, but one-third.
Empress Sofia knew well that whoever made Angelina use the ring must be a Tier Seven powerhouse.
Since soone was using unfair ans, don’t bla her for being ruthless.
Of course, this was one-third of Sofia’s true power from over a year ago; how much Sofia’s power had grown over this year, no one knew.
Angelina looked at Roland, now turned into an ice sculpture, and sighed with relief.
The piercing cold unleashed by the ring was unbearable even to her, adept in ice manipulation, how could Roland, struck directly, have any chance of survival.
"This ring has one-tenth of Her Majesty the Empress’s attack power; your death is not unjust,"
Angelina approached the ice sculpture of Roland trapped by the Ice Barrier, whispering softly.
She raised her dual swords, crossed them in front of her chest, and bowed with the highest salute to warriors of the Rurik people.
A powerful and respectable opponent.
Daring to challenge the Empress, comndable courage.
If he were not an enemy of Her Majesty the Empress, perhaps they could have been friends, Angelina felt sowhat regretful.
Thinking of Roland’s deanor when accepting a one-on-one duel, she couldn’t help but sigh.
Indeed worthy of the Captain of the Imperial Knight Order, very knightly.
If he knew this would be the outco, would he regret it?
Right at the mont when Roland turned into an ice sculpture, up in a hot air balloon hundreds of ters high, Lisa was watching through a telescope almost fainted.
She simply couldn’t believe her eyes.
How is this possible?
Before being frozen, Roland was still holding absolute advantage, how could he be overturned in an instant?
That ring! It must be that damned ring!
Recalling the scene of Angelina forcefully pinching the ring, Lisa realized it in a flash of insight.
Angelina didn’t have the ability to defeat Roland; it must be the ring’s doing, for sure it was Sofia’s doing!
She tossed away the telescope, stepped forward, and leapt into the sky.
However, she was dragged back by Christine with a long spear before she could fly away.
"What do you think you’re doing?" Christine asked Lisa puzzlingly.
"I’m going to parachute down and avenge Roland!" Lisa’s eyes were red with anger, ready to kick Christine away if she dared to intervene.
"Where’s your parachute then?" Christine squinted and asked.
Lisa was stunned, cold sweat pouring from her forehead.
In a mont of chaos, she had already lost her mind, she hadn’t even noticed whether she had a parachute pack on her back.
Parachuting without a parachute is simply suicide.
Christine pulled out a parachute pack from behind, casually threw it toward the snowy valley.
The parachute pack wavered as it descended, like a snowflake drifting down.
Lisa was furious, grabbing Christine’s collar in anger, unable to speak.
"You, you..."
"Do you think Roland is dead?" Christine questioned.
Lisa was caught off guard by Christine’s question.
That’s right, Roland was just frozen into a statue, who said he was definitely dead?
"Then I should go down, I can manipulate fire and help him thaw."
"Fire can lt ice, but he’s really dead."
Christine said seriously, "Miss Lisa, please respect science. Violent thermal expansion and contraction will cause fragile materials to shatter."
Lisa wanted to ask what thermal expansion and contraction are, but felt that it would just reveal her ignorance, so she held back.
But she couldn’t help but retort, "You serve the Goddess, yet believe in those heresies?"
"This is not heresy; it is science. Without understanding science, how can one serve the Goddess?" Christine did not look at Lisa disdainfully, but her chilly tone still stung Lisa’s heart.
Lisa clenched her fists, unable to argue with Christine, hurriedly refocusing on the statue-like frozen Roland.
He rested quietly with his eyes tightly closed, as if asleep.
The barrier was exceptionally firm, sealing him inside, just like statues of classically handso n from the Magic Empire era commonly found in squares.
Angelina picked up the scattered Aurum Steel Dual Swords, focusing on the ring fragnts on the ground.
She was surprised to find the ring was regenerating at a speed visible to the naked eye.
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