Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1197- Final Race Battle (2)
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 954: Old Affections
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 955: Seeing Through Lies
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1196- Final Race Battle (1)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 25.2
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 41: The Weaving Shadow Nest Is Your Most Loyal Servant!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 632.2: Reverse Scale - Part 2
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 257: Transmigration
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 335: Cursed Daughter
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1195.5- Area beneath the walls (2)
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 326 - Can You Guess How I Felt At That Moment?
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 953: Old Friends
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1195- Area beneath the walls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 25.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 632.1: Reverse Scale - Part 1
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 334: We're Very Welcoming
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 256: Enter the Door
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 325 - They're Out Of Luck
Things went down the way Orktor anticipated.
There was only one thing he had misjudged—from the very start, the demon king had never intended to negotiate with them. That was why he provoked them time and time again so that they would lose their rationality.
It was too late by the time Orktor realized that, and it didn’t help his reaction was slower than his enemy too.
“Frost Blast!”
A cold blue light surged across the dark hall and accurately struck the center of the lizardman envoys’ formation.
Roan had started channeling this spell from the moment Arakdor pledged loyalty to him on behalf of the Weaving Shadow Nest. Ice element spells weren’t his field of specialty, but they were the most effective weapon against the fire-resistant, pierce-resistant lizardmen.
Their fear of coldness was one of the reasons they were called four-legged snakes.
Five lizardmen failed to dodge in time and were struck squarely by the cold blue light.
Explosions of frost followed, causing coldness to seep into the surroundings. The five lizardmen were turned into ice sculptures before they could let out a squeak.
Not only so, but the crypt spiders who were previously in the same situation as the lizardmen took this chance to add insult to injury.
Pshh!
Several streams of white turbid fluid flew at the lizardmen. They weren’t exactly useless, but the humiliation factor outweighed the damage dealt.
The Weaving Shadow Nest’s number one general, Arakdor, even shamelessly shouted as if to flaunt its minuscule contribution, “Demon King, hurry up and take them down! We will stall them for you!”
Roan couldn’t be bothered with that fellow. His attention was on the giant lizard who had escaped his initial attack.
‘This fellow’s level might just be slightly below mine!’
Orktor’s eyes reddened at the sight of his frozen clansmen. He regretted not having seen through the demon king’s ploy earlier, which resulted in them being caught off guard by this sudden assault.
Escape was out of the question. The Weaving Shadow Nest’s cowards had already dashed
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