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Chapter 815: Chapter 686: Body of Ice and Snow

“Just over twenty people.”

Duke of Silver looked around and frowned, “This can’t be all of them, can it?”

Zuo Fang snorted, “They probably think there are only three of us, so they’re not taking us seriously. Of course, there’s also the possibility…”

Perhaps the Elf Clan really is reduced to this number.

After all, the Elves really have no worldly reason to engage in this battle.

It’s not possible that they, who failed to seize the faith of the continent together with the Dragon Clan a thousand years ago, would be confident enough to try to seize it again alone after a thousand years, is it?

Even seeking death wouldn’t be done this way.

So the remaining reason is: the Curse of the Dragon Clan is truly terrifying, it has already led to such a reduction in their numbers that if it continues, they may be facing extinction.

However, the Ice and Snow Elves seem to never age.

The Elves here all share the same exquisite and beautiful features, and most of them are female.

They wear silk dresses that blend with the snow, their white hair flowing smoothly behind them, their skin as lustrous as jade, with pointed ears, paler lips, beautiful as if sculpted from snow.

Xu Shuo looked over the dozens of elves, then turned his gaze to an Ice and Snow Elf directly in front of him.

The Elf met his gaze, her white eyes cold as ice and snow.

“Holy See of Light.”

The Ice and Snow Elf stared at him and said coldly, “The Light Envoy of this generation. How audacious of you to intrude into the Holy Land of Elves of Dawn alone, you truly act recklessly. God of Light made a mistake choosing you.”

Xu Shuo heard this, but he was not surprised that she recognized his identity (since Zuo Fang had just shouted it out); he just chuckled softly.

“There are three of us.”

It sounded like just a correction of language.

But it was full of provocation.

Even the Ice and Snow Elves, long sequestered in the mountains and innocent of worldliness, felt offended—do you dare because there are three of you, but not alone?!

Yet, surprisingly, this Elf held back her anger.

Her voice seemed to carry bits of ice: “The battle between Divine Envoys is no trivial matter. Today I am willing to overlook your intrusion, but you’d better take your people and leave quickly, or you will stay here forever!”

Xu Shuo raised an eyebrow: “Given what you’ve said, I feel it’s the Goddess of Dawn who’s chosen the wrong person, as you’re just as foolish as the one a thousand years ago.”

“You!”

This generation’s Executor of Dawn was so incensed that frost burst forth around her.

The Ice and Snow Elf Clan, true to its name, has long led the continent to believe that the eternal snowstorm in the Far North Mountain Range was brought about by the Elves.

And it might actually be the case.

Their power can stir cold currents, lowering temperatures, making all things bleak, vegetation withering, the world shut off.

An environment for the survival of the Ice and Snow Elves.

For other races, it may be a disaster.

This is probably why the Elf Clan was utterly defeated in the battle for faith a thousand years ago, because humans accustomed to the warmth of spring could not accept such frosty beliefs.

Apparently believing that the three would not leave obediently, the enraged Ice and Snow Elf conjured a blizzard in a fit of pique!

An Ice Dragon instantly formed in front of her, tearing towards the mountain peaks with a roar!

“Is there no need for a wind-up for this?!”

Zuo Fang, who was ready to stand at the forefront, was shocked.

The Ice Dragon, massive in size, at least a dozen meters long, summoned such huge magic instantly, approaching them in the blink of an eye!

As a loyal and zealous Chief Knight, Zuo Fang clenched his teeth and stood his ground, his Knight’s Sword shining brilliantly in his hand.

When the Ice Dragon was upon him, he charged forward with his sword!

Although Zuo Fang always claimed himself to be just an archer.

However, he had a swordsman’s lineage behind him.

The Knight’s Sword is a flat, slender double-edged sword, so when he approached the Ice Dragon, Zuo Fang didn’t go for a direct stab but suddenly lowered his profile, sweeping the sword upwards from below aiming for the throat of the Ice Dragon.

Sss—

That familiar harsh sensation transmitted through the blade, the Aura of Light bringing a burning force, shards of ice falling from the dragon’s body, leaving behind a massive gash.

Subsequently, the dragon relentlessly charged towards Xu Shuo, who was standing at the rear.

Actually, before the attack.

Zuo Fang noticed the gaze of the Ice and Snow Elf.

The adversary did not even glance at him, merely urging the Ice Dragon to lock onto the target behind.

To her, the Holy Court knight’s charge may have seemed like nothing more than a snowflake in a blizzard trying to hinder her, utterly meaningless.

Thus the gash on the Ice Dragon’s body rapidly expanded.

And at the moment it reached Xu Shuo, the Power of Light that had soaked into its body burst forth violently, exploding into a golden radiance and turning into a frost spanning over ten meters!

“Boom!”

It was a massive explosion.

After its body burst open, the Ice Dragon did not disappear immediately; instead, the fragments of frost spread out in the dynamic pose of the dragon’s flight, twisting and winding with an aesthetic full of freezing beauty.

Zuo Fang sheathed his sword, his expression inscrutable as he glanced at the shocked Ice and Snow Elf opposite him.

Then he couldn’t help but complain: “You’re right, she really is foolish.”

The reclusive and haughty Ice and Snow Elves have always held themselves above the world, looking down on humanity, regarding such a common species with utmost disdain.

Indifference brings ignorance, and ignorance brings arrogance.

The Ice and Snow Elf stood rigid in the distance for a long while, then clenched her fist, finally sparing Zuo Fang a slight glance, which until then had been solely fixed on Xu Shuo.

Afterward, she raised her hand, and the swirling blizzard around seemed to receive its cue, howling as it pounced towards the trio on the peak!

At the same time, dozens of Ice and Snow Elves from all directions also sprang into action, almost blending into the storm, seamlessly merging with the white world.

Several streams of cold air attacked the mountain peak!

Zuo Fang already felt the bone-chilling cold, so intense it seemed to penetrate bone and blood; he even felt he couldn’t firmly grip his sword due to the stiffness.

Only by activating the Power of Light within him could he feel somewhat better.

The Duke of Silver, on the other hand, didn’t seem to react, as he was dressed warmly and his physique, accustomed to the Far North climate, was more frost-resistant.

Besides, his body also contained a trace of the lifeless Elf Bloodline.

When the cold stream attacked from the side, the Duke of Silver drew his sword from his waist.

A robust aura exploded forth, a violent wind countering the invading blizzard and revealing the Elves hidden within.

In the moment when their silver-white eyes met, the Ice and Snow Elf who tried to ambush him appeared somewhat surprised.

“Half-blood…”

The Elf uttered these two words.

However, before she could contemplate the suppression of bloodlines, the man’s figure had already teleported in front of her. Although he appeared to wield the sword in his right hand, it was his left hand that suddenly struck.

The Elf, almost subconsciously, attempted to block, but the sword hadn’t come at her.

A pair of equally cold hands reached out diagonally and instantly seized the Elf’s throat, fingertips pressing against her vital pulse, closing in with the force of iron pincers.

“Crack.”

After the noise, the Duke of Silver wore a slightly puzzled expression.

The Elf mocked him, “Only humans would—”

Hissss!

The Duke of Platinum fiercely thrust his sword through her neck, and the sound of ice shattering ensued.

The Elf’s eyes widened in astonishment, then her white pupils lost their luster as the absolute chill of Extreme Frost spread from her body.

Just like the first Elf that had died.

Her body instantly solidified into an ice sculpture, subsequently shattering into snowflakes. The lingering chill spread from within her, freezing the snow atop the mountain.

The frozen snow gradually became crystal clear, seemingly delicate but as hard as diamond.

The Duke of Silver’s puzzled thought was—

Why did these Elves have no flesh and blood?

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