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Shattered. ∽↗ Shattered. Shattered.
No matter how the Ice King recovers, there is only one outcome: shattering. Only the intense waves of Vital Energy can crush the Ice King's body, not to mention the pervasive cold.
Luo Yaoyang clearly wanted to eliminate him completely and needed to do so in the shortest time possible. Otherwise, when he became weak, he would be unable to face the Ice King.
Even an ordinary person could potentially take him down.
Zheng Yifan watched with wide eyes; this was an Enhanced Esper, completely beyond what he, a mere impostor, could compare to.
Fortunately, Zheng Yifan did not join the battle but chose to observe as the Ice King was relentlessly tormented by Luo Yaoyang.
Luo Yaoyang's dominance lay in his immense destructive power and explosive strength, while the Ice King relied on his strange abilities. He had not suffered a critical blow; no matter how a Superpowered Individual changed form, they ultimately remained that ordinary flesh-and-blood body without fundamental change.
The Ice King was currently just a Superpower being dispersed. If there was no way to eliminate him, everything would become a joke.
"Come on! Keep going, faster! Hahaha!" The Ice King's laughter was filled with mockery, echoing everywhere.
Luo Yaoyang seemed to notice the Ice King's brazen demeanor and turned to look at the few surviving members of the Ice King Mercenary Corps.
"I can't take you down all at once! But I can take them down!" Luo Yaoyang said fiercely. Then he leaped into the air, and a tremor spread out like an earthquake. The surviving members of the Ice King Mercenary Corps were all hit by the shockwave, followed by Luo Yaoyang's two massive Octagonal Golden Melons.
Now, Luo Yaoyang resembled a demon emerging from hell, filled with lethal force and overwhelming intimidation.
"Feel free to kill. They're just insignificant waste anyway. There was originally a Night Demon who could have been considered an ally. But now that Fellow is gone too; I have absolutely no reservations left. Want to find me? I'm everywhere! Hahaha!" The Ice King continued to provoke Luo Yaoyang.
The frost in mid-air kept drifting toward Zheng Yifan, who was wide-eyed and panicking.
"Hey! Bastard! Fine, I'm just here to watch! Why are you drifting this way?!" Zheng Yifan cursed fiercely but found himself unable to remain a bystander any longer. This bastard was actually using himself as bait to get Luo Yaoyang to eliminate him and then take out everyone else.
In the end, the Ice King was undoubtedly the final winner.
"I didn't provoke you, so why are you coming over to seek punishment?" Zheng Yifan shouted loudly, then swung his left arm, causing the Adamantium Shield to slice through the air, stirring up the cold currents. The swirling force gathered the icy air together.
In an instant, the vague figure of the Ice King became visible.
"Just as I thought! You can't even be called omnipresent. The frost floating in the air is you, just transformed into a different form," Zheng Yifan yelled.
This was meant for Luo Yaoyang to hear.
Sure enough, upon hearing Zheng Yifan's words, Luo Yaoyang turned his head to carefully observe the Ice King in mid-air and suddenly let out a deep breath.
He exhaled into an arrow and then inhaled like a storm, rapidly drawing in the air with his powerful lung capacity.
The force was all-encompassing; normally, the airflow would quickly fill his body, but now it was continuously being absorbed. The air condensed at his lips, forming a concentrated mass of energy.
"Ah!" The Ice King's scream echoed in mid-air as it seemed that his figure was entangled within the airflow. He had merely gained the ability to transform into cold currents in this snowy terrain.
Now, being absorbed by Luo Yaoyang, he was naturally insufficient to contend.
Suddenly, Luo Yaoyang lifted the Octagonal Golden Melon with both hands and smashed it down onto the airflow.
Instead of dispersing outward, the airflow spiraled in a strange rhythm, condensing around the Octagonal Golden Melon.
His body slowly shrank back down to its original form, but his attacking power erupted completely. On the ground, a massive vortex of soil seemed to appear, continuously gathering around the air mass formed by the Ice King. It condensed until it finally formed a one-meter-square earthen sphere.
As Luo Yaoyang's body gradually leaned backward, strength slipped away from him. A few ordinary warriors from Team One braved the danger of Zheng Yifan's attack to rescue Luo Yaoyang. They were old members of Team One, brothers who had developed alongside Luo Yaoyang from the beginning; only they dared to risk almost certain death for his rescue.
However, they were clearly overthinking it. Zheng Yifan had no intention of paying them any mind, as he was focused intently on the stone sphere. He could feel that the power of the Ice King within had not diminished; in fact, it had grown even stronger.
After a good ten seconds, the stone sphere slowly cracked open, transforming into a swirling mist of frost. The Ice King was no longer in an invisible state.
From within emerged a figure made entirely of ice.
"I didn't want to resort to this final move. With Luo Yaoyang's brain, he would never figure out where I am in this lifetime. But since you’ve ruined my plans, you must pay with your life!" The Ice King's voice became robotic, his body stiffening to the point where he stumbled as he walked.
Yet Zheng Yifan had to remain on high alert because the current Ice King was in a state of full power. He had completely transformed into ice; if he had previously drawn upon natural and superpower forces to wield ice, now he fully controlled that power. He had abandoned nearly everything, becoming a being of pure ice element, devoid of all human pleasures but possessing immense strength.
In terms of gains and losses, it was hard to say whether it was a profit or a loss.
But Zheng Yifan knew he was in deep trouble. The Ice King was clearly more powerful than before, yet also easier to deal with. The Ice King's strength lay in his control over ice. And now? Ice?
Since he couldn't change the overall atmosphere, why not alter the immediate surroundings?
"Everyone fall back! Get as far away as you can from the core area! To the first division across from us, hurry up and get lost! If you don’t move now, I can’t guarantee you won’t be caught in the crossfire!" Zheng Yifan shouted.
However, when his gaze fell upon a certain striking figure, he added, "Li Ning, that girl in red—keep an eye on her for me. Don’t let that idiot Ice King freeze her to death."
After commanding the retreat, Zheng Yifan also began to run in the opposite direction. As for the survivors over there? They could only count themselves unfortunate; it was a case of "dead friends don't save poor ones."
The Ice King did not move at all. Or perhaps he found it difficult to move; being encased in ice made it strange if he could still run like before.
Nevertheless, he still had his methods. With a wave of his hands, the temperature around Zheng Yifan dropped suddenly by six or seven degrees. Frost began to form on him as moisture in the air compressed tightly and clung desperately to him.
Fortunately, by this time, everyone else had already begun their retreat.
“Ge Laozi, watch how I take you down.” With that, Zheng Yifan hid behind a wooden building. He pulled out a Flamethrower from his Storage Space and strapped it on. This was a quick-attach set, and Zheng Yifan didn’t bother with the full gear; he simply put it on and equipped the essential parts on his front before charging out.
He immediately faced the Ice King.
The Ice King still had the same appearance, but the look in Zheng Yifan's eyes was different. Where did that Fellow get a Flamethrower? This wasn’t fair.
However, Zheng Yifan wasn’t going to give him a chance. He flipped the switch, and intense flames erupted, the temperature rising at an astonishing rate.
The Ice King was no ordinary person; he was a Superpowered Individual. Even if he turned into ice, a mere Flamethrower wouldn’t be enough to deal with him. He quickly summoned the icy energy from the ground to suppress Zheng Yifan’s fiery assault. His hands waved in the air, and ice transformed into spears that shot toward Zheng Yifan.
The scorching flames burned fiercely due to high combustion, scattering on the ground and lingering for a long time.
Yet this alone couldn’t completely eliminate the Ice King, as the ice on him had already crystallized into a very hard form.
Only the outer surface was slowly melting in the blaze.
“Ah! You bastard! I’m going to take you down! Take you down!” The Ice King frantically summoned ice spears to attack Zheng Yifan; these strikes were lethal. Zheng Yifan had no choice but to abandon the Flamethrower and tore through his clothing to escape from within.
Almost immediately, the entire Flamethrower was pierced through.
As flames ignited upon contact with fuel, they detonated in a massive fireball.
Zheng Yifan couldn’t care less about any secrets being exposed; he simply couldn’t handle the Ice King. Right now, the Ice King’s form was that of an invincible elemental entity. Although he had taken on a physical form, it was incredibly robust—something Zheng Yifan couldn’t contend with.
The only ones capable of dealing with him were Fire Elemental Espers or Superpowered Individuals who could manipulate light, which clearly wasn’t within his abilities. This wasn’t a volcanic crater where he could just toss him in.
Thus, he could only think of altering the environment, and the only way to do that was to entangle him and then use the fuel from his Storage Space.
That was his emergency plan, prepared with a substantial amount of liquid fuel for the Flamethrower, totaling several dozen tons. Zheng Yifan had put in considerable effort for these supplies, ultimately purchasing them from the black market, with Berry primarily facilitating the connections.
Of course, the main reason was that he was not using genuine military-grade materials, but rather a nearly identical type of fuel.
Even so, it allowed him to unleash significant power. He continuously hurled barrel after barrel of fuel at the Ice King, mixing in oxygen tanks—industrial oxygen tanks that cost only a little over 0 yuan each, though the bottles were an additional expense.
He had directly acquired two oxygen stations, and the accompanying facilities were sufficient.
Now, nearly all of the prepared fuel had been released. Hundreds of fuel barrels were thrown in like bombs, followed by oxygen and other combustible materials.
In just a minute's time, everything was squandered. It was incredibly valuable.
But it was all worth it because he was doing it for the entire population of Han Sui City Gathering Place.
Flames engulfed the central area of Han Sui City Gathering Place, turning it into a scorched wasteland. Once the inferno began, it showed no signs of stopping.
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