Whoosh!
Biting cold frost appeared out of thin air. The ground, walls, trees, and cars froze in the blink of an eye, like a world of snow and ice had formed. The temperature plummeted, and it was so cold that one shivered with chattering teeth.
“It’s so cold!”
“Why is this ice-attributed technique so terrifying?”
The onlookers nearby initially wanted to stare and find out how things would end between Alex and Rakshasa Temple. Of course, some harbored different intentions, for instance, Fiona from the Demonic Spirit Cult and the disciples from the Snow Dragon Valley. They were trying to take Alex away to help them dispel spell formations in Dao fields.
Buzz!
Surprisingly, someone from Rakshasa Temple emitted golden light all over his body, unleashing holy light. He ferociously smashed the frost sphere that Alex had thrown out with a glittering fist.
The man was none other than Mateo.
In his eyes, Alex’s strength was probably not strong. Compared to the spell formation that he had set up, he was simply laughable, especially magical attacks with ice attributes that were weak and harmless. He even looked down upon the Frost Arrow and directly smashed the frost sphere with his fist.
He wanted to take down Alex in one fell swoop.
Boom!
Mateo’ s first hit the frost sphere. However, the next second, he discovered in horror that the moment that frost sphere exploded, unique frigid energy enveloped his fist.
Not everyone could withstand the Ice Mother Chaos’s frigid attribute.
Julian Fourcade, a half-stepped Immortal, also suffered a significant loss at that time.
Sizzle!
Mateo heard a soft, freezing sound coming from his fist. The frigid ice was spreading toward his arm… He could feel that the bones, meridians, flesh, and blood on his fist froze to death in an instant.
If it weren’t for his punch, which was the ultimate skill of Rakshasa Temple with the protection of golden energy, he would have been icebound within a second.
Whoosh!
Four people surrounded Alex in four directions. Each man took off the headscarf on his head… Then, four bald heads were revealed.
Alex frowned.
He saw holy light just now, but now, he saw baldies.
Were those people disciples of Buddhism?
“Sir, sir, come quickly and take a look. Are these few guys your disciples or the descendants of your disciples?” shouted Alex at Ancestor Bodhi in the mind palace.
Ancestor Bodhi did not respond, but Shelly responded, “Hmph. Disciples of Buddhism, my *ss. These are all disciples of evil Buddhism from Essos. All of them should be killed. You don’t have to be soft-hearted. Just kill those people whenever you encounter them.”
“Essos? Where is that place?”
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