Bang! Amidst the scattered pieces of ice, a shattered little ice crystal dragon head crashed onto the ice surface.
The ice surface instantly appeared with large spiderweb-like cracks, and the ice crystal dragon head bounced "thump thump," rolling to the edge of the ice surface, then fell into the water. It floated up and down a few tis before slowly settling, floating on the water.
The battle from start to finish was, in fact, very fast.
Pasha, on the side, witnessed the entire process of Andrew being "killed" and then forcefully counter-killing the enemy’s soul avatar. After a mont of daze, she suddenly asked harshly: "Who are you? Who exactly are you? Why do you possess the lost ice attribute?!"
Andrew used the ice attribute to freeze the Holy Son Lick’s Desolate Language Avatar.
However, in this Outer Battlefield, there was actually no longer any presence of the ice attribute.
The "Ice Mage" branch of Water Mage had been extinct here for countless years.
Like the Deep Blue Guard (Desert Hunter), it only existed in legends.
Here, there were only pure Water Mages!
"Even the headquarters can’t possibly have any Ice Mages!" Pasha glared at Andrew, her voice harsh, "You... you were not sent by the headquarters! You were not sent by Lady Li! Who exactly are you? Answer !"
As soon as her words fell, she saw Andrew with a plop, dropping half-kneeling.
In the dripping sound, a few drops of fresh blood fell on the ice beneath Andrew’s knees.
That was Andrew’s nosebleed.
Even though he shattered the enemy’s Desolate Language Avatar, Andrew himself also suffered injuries.
More importantly, through that brief yet intense battle, Andrew further explored so information about the enemy.
Andrew still did not know that the other party was the first Holy Son of the Magic Guild.
A new realization dawned: "That person just now, his actual tier seed to be... lower than mine?"
As a Water Mage, Andrew was very confident in his perception ability.
Yet even so, there was a mont when Andrew doubted if he made a mistake—
Tier Four.
The actual tier of the person behind the Mini Fire Dragon was probably only Tier Four, like the First Saintess Capella. A top expert of the younger generation, yet a tier lower than his own actual tier.
But the combat power exhibited by the opponent’s soul avatar just now was unmistakably Tier Seven!
This was completely inconceivable.
It’s known that he reached Tier Five using the "Fire Extinguishing Upgrade thod," a heaven-defying cheat upgrade tool.
After coming to this Outer Battlefield, relying on the strange resonance with the entire battlefield environnt, he barely reached Tier Seven in actual combat capability.
What about the opponent? What was the opponent relying on? How did he reach combat ability on par with his own despite having a lower actual tier? That was just an avatar! Not even the enemy’s true self!
Pasha seed to still be questioning sothing.
Andrew, however, didn’t hear a word.
His gaze once again turned to the broken ice crystal dragon head seemingly about to drift away in the water. He saw the seemingly lifeless dragon head quietly radiate a dazzling red light again, like a volcano about to erupt, ready to unleash its final energy before dying!
Pasha was completely unaware of this, her mind in chaos: "This Wanda Wise definitely wasn’t sent by headquarters, but he did save just now, so whose side is he really on?"
Various thoughts rushed in, and a possibility suddenly struck Pasha: "Could it be, he’s actually a spy, an enemy! Pretending to protect just to gain my trust, so that I would take him to headquarters?"
Considering this possibility, Pasha broke into a cold sweat all over.
You must know, after each ’sub-division’ fell, the Water Mages suffered heavy losses, and the survivors could only hide in various places on this battlefield, playing hide and seek with the Magic Guild’s search forces.
In such a scenario, the Water Mages’ only hope for a coback was centered on that headquarters. Otherwise, why would Pasha risk exposing her tracks to make sure the ’Whale’s Eye’ reached headquarters as soon as possible? Other Water Mages, scattered on the battlefield after the sub-divisions were overrun, were hiding on the spot.
"Our hope for a coback lies with headquarters. But the Magic Guild wishes to wipe out all the sub-divisions before attacking headquarters!"
Pasha thought, "Is this Wanda Wise actually soone the Magic Guild sent to deceive , tricking into taking him to headquarters to locate the precise position of headquarters? If that’s true, wouldn’t I almost beco a giant traitor leading the enemy straight there?"
With such thoughts, Pasha was increasingly frightened, instinctively retreating step by step.
Unaware that not far behind her, lay the shattered ice crystal dragon head about to explode!
"Watch out!!" Andrew forcefully suppressed the remaining injuries left by the "Water Puppet Demon" not completely substituting death, charging towards Pasha.
"Don’t co any closer, stay away from !" Pasha scread.
However, Andrew’s speed was incredibly fast, grabbing Pasha’s arm, forcibly pulling the struggling Pasha behind him.
As soon as Andrew pulled Pasha behind him, the ice crystal dragon head exploded.
Like venting the intense anger of the shattered Desolate Language Avatar, with a mighty explosion, flas, black smoke, and water pillars soaring hundreds of ters high mixed chaotically, completely shattering the apparent tranquility of this Outer Battlefield night.
"Ahhh!" Pasha, caught within the explosion’s range, was completely helpless, only able to cling tightly to the "Whale’s Eye," straining every effort to protect herself.
Until at so mont, the seemingly body-tearing pain abruptly vanished.
Pasha opened her eyes, seeing a layer of blue shield securely protecting her.
Beyond the shield, Andrew’s face flashed with uncontrollable pain, but it quickly returned to an ancient well-like calmness. He said in a deep voice, "Don’t be afraid, it’s okay! Let’s break out of this explosion range first, then talk!"
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"Huh? What’s that——?"
The Fla Warriors, escorting the First Holy Son Lick, almost arrived when they suddenly saw the explosive firelight a few miles ahead, along with an enormous mushroom cloud illuminated by both firelight and starlight.
Then, they heard a painful groan beside them.
Lick abruptly halted, raised his hand to clutch his chest, and a mont later, suddenly spewed a mouthful of blood with a "wow"!
"My lord!" "Holy Son!" The Fla Warriors were all startled, "You’re... you’re okay?"
"Get lost!" Lick waved irritably, gritting his teeth, and forced himself to swallow another mouthful of blood rushing up his throat.
The First Holy Son’s face was both pained and angry.
And with a deep disbelief, even horror: "Ice elent! How could it be ice elent? I’ve never seen anyone of the ice elent on this Outer Battlefield!"
Like Pasha, he was greatly shaken by the ice power Andrew demonstrated earlier.
As the Holy Son, Lick realized more during the battle than Pasha: "Aside from the ice elent, the magic that person used earlier to neutralize my fatal strike, why did it also reveal a hint of the fire elent?! It sowhat resembled the ’Puppet Fire Series’ that only we Earth Fire Mages would use!"
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