"You'll let bygones be bygones? Heh, but I don't want to do that." Urien smirked, and the air's temperature plummeted once again. Frost began to appear on the ground, and it was as if winter had instantly struck.
"Urien, this is just a misunderstanding. I respect you as my elder, and you have close ties to us Frost Dragons as well, so I hope we can resolve this matter in a peaceful manner. I'm here as a representative of the giant dragons to attend this conference today, and I have no intention of fighting you here." Fox's expression remained calm and collected, but his hands were trembling beneath his wide sleeves. He wore an extremely wary expression, and his back was slightly arched as if he were preparing to spring into action at any moment.
Meanwhile, Dracula and the others all took a couple of steps backward, and they were also looking at Urien with caution in their eyes. They had heard many legends about this Lord of Ice, and they knew that those so-called legends were not just tall tales.
He had hunted down all of the ogres on the entire continent until their extinction, and even to this very day, no ogre sightings had been reported since then.
The ogres were a very powerful species that was very close in power to the top 10 demon subspecies. However, one man managed to commit mass genocide, and wipe out their entire species.
Of course, it was said that Krassu had also participated in that
massacre.
However, all of the ogres were dead, and Urien never mentioned that event, so no one knew what the truth actually
was.
But one thing was for sure: those two were certainly not benevolent old men. They could be the most cold-blooded murderers on the entire continent when they wanted to.
Even the former king of the Frost Dragons, Rankster, had to admit that Urien's ice magic was superior to his.
Fox was indeed a representative of the dragon species who was going to participate in the upcoming conference, but would Urien spare him for that reason?
Everyone looked at Urien with uneasiness in their eyes.
Urien had nothing to lose in the past, but he had a disciple now, which had become his one and only weakness. As such, it would not be wise for him to offend the giant dragons.
"So what? Are they going to gather a bunch of old blokes and risk their lives to kill me just for your sake?"
Urien looked at Fox with a mocking smile before slamming him into the ground with a single palm. He then used the back of his hand to smack Fox repeatedly on the face as he said, "Rankster was a lot more polite to me than you are. That guy knows his limits, and after I crushed him once, he never dared to oppose me again. Looks like you haven't learned his lesson."
Fox's body was completely immobilized, and he was utterly flabbergasted. In the instant that Urien raised his hand, Fox had formulated countless strategies in his mind to oppose him, but before he could implement any of them, his body had been frozen solid.
This was a domain that was of a higher caliber than his domain of ice and frost, and in this space, he felt like a defenseless infant that anyone could easily slaughter.
"Master Urien is so awesome!" Amy clapped her little hands together. She had been completely won over by Urien's absolute crushing might! What powerful magic manipulation! What is there above the 10th-tier? This is definitely not power that should belong to a 10th-tier magic caster. Fox himself is close to the 10th-tier, after all, but he's being completely dominated. Havid retreated a bit further, and the flames around his body that had been snuffed out finally showed signs of igniting again.
Even my spatial magic wouldn't be able to escape his domain. No wonder all of the old monsters told us not to mess with Urien and Krassu. These two are unfathomably powerful to normal magic casters. No wonder the entire ogre species was wiped out by them. Gustav was also staring at Urien with a fearful expression, and he unconsciously also retreated further away, trying to open up some distance between himself and Urien.
As expected, being a gentleman is the way to go, especially to adorable little girls. Dracula stowed away his black staff and nodded to himself.
In this world, power is paramount. Power is the foundation of freedom and safety, so I must become more powerful as quickly as possible. Mag fell deep in thought as he looked at Urien. There were still many things that he wanted to do aside from running this restaurant, and all of those endeavors required him to become more powerful.
Fox had been toppled by a single palm before being slapped repeatedly, and burning rage was coursing through his veins. However, he had been completely immobilized, unable to move as much as a single finger, so he was also quite fearful in his heart. As such, there was a mixture of fury and horror in his eyes as he glared at Urien.
"I've only accepted one disciple in my entire life, and if anyone dares to try and hurt her, then they're trying to hurt me. Anyone who has tried to hurt me in the past is already dead." Urien's voice was slow and level as if he was talking about something very mundane. However, his eyes belonged to a demon that had just crawled out from an infernal pit, and there was no hint of emotion in them whatsoever.
A blade made of ice slowly materialized in Urien's hand. The blade was as translucent and thin as a cicada's wing; it was his signature deathly ice blade.
Urien would only use that blade to decapitate enemies whom he deemed to be worthy. In the past century, less than 10 people had fallen to that blade.
That wasn't because Urien hadn't killed that many people in the past 100 years. Instead, it was just that almost none of them was deemed to be worthy in his eyes. However, now that he had summoned the blade, it was quite clear that he was serious about killing Fox.
Mag looked at the blade of ice in Urien's hand; he didn't try to dissuade Urien from killing Fox. In fact, if he were the one holding the blade, he would drive it into Fox's throat without any hesitation. He knew that Fox really did want to kill him and Amy just then, so if the choice were up to him, then he definitely wouldn't let Fox leave this place alive.
In contrast, a hint of concern appeared in Sally's eyes. She knew that Fox was a representative of the giant dragons, and killing him could result in catastrophic consequences.
No matter powerful Urien and Krassu were, they could only take on so many of the giant dragons at once. Two people couldn't oppose the entire dragon race, after all.
"M-Master Urien, I think there may be a misunderstanding. I only wanted to scare the little girl, not actually kill them. I'm not an idiot, so how could I possibly attempt to kill someone in Chaos City?" Fox could sense the enormous killing intent radiating from the deathly ice blade, and all of his fury had been replaced by horror. He thought back to all of the legends that he had heard about Urien, and even his voice was beginning to tremble involuntarily.
"Do I look like I'm stupid enough to believe such a blatant lie?" Urien furrowed his brows as he brought the blade of ice downward.
"Have mercy!"
Right at that moment, a loud cry sounded!