Ark: The Cycle of Light and Darkness

There were many strangely dressed monsters, slowly surrounding Frost, who exuded an icy aura.

There is an ominous aura all over the body, as if it is sucking the vitality of all living creatures in sight - no, maybe this is proof that it is not a"living creature".

Frost did not look at the scavenger apostles that were constantly exuding death aura around him.

Balrog held a dagger made of ice in his hand, and faced the girl behind the enemy with a cold face.

The girl has a beautiful and refined face, with long black hair that reaches her waist. The white streamers wrapped around the black corners move automatically without wind. The beauty mole at the corner of her mouth seems to attract the attention, making those who see it unable to help but indulge in it... so-called Her beauty is a disaster, and she charms all living beings with her every frown, and that's about it.

However, she was not smiling - maybe the smile was a tool for her to disguise herself, but when facing her current opponent, there was only disappointment in her eyes, and the anger ignited by disappointment.

There was no emotion in the eyes of the Balrog named Frost, only coldness... as cold as his nickname, and as cold as his race itself.

"You can't win, Dre...at least not today."

"……"

The conversation between the girl and Enma was fruitless, but Enma's silence undoubtedly acquiesced to this fact.

Fighting alone, Frost was able to remove the girl's head within ten minutes. Even with the addition of this number of scavenging apostles, Frost could still try.

But Enma knew the girl in front of him just as she knew him.

The fact that she can stand in front of him so generously means that she must be fully prepared - maybe the cost is the scavenger apostles accumulated over decades, or the whole week of sleepless preparation of the spell-casting medium, or even even The battlefield in front of them was also carefully selected as a trap for"Frost".

In this situation, he really couldn't win...but the problem was, he couldn't escape either.

The encirclement of the scavenger apostles is still shrinking, and the bone gun in the hands of the undead has been stained with dense white frost. It is cold enough to take away the physical strength of a living person in an instant, but for scavengers who are not alive and are only driven by the skill of the Origin Stone, For the apostle, it was not enough.

In order to stop their actions, it is not enough to simply capture the"vitality". A severe cold that can even freeze death is required to be effective on these lifeless creations.

Frost raised his hand, and the Witch of the North Wind narrowed her eyes.

Boom——!

The sudden sound was instantly overshadowed by the noise of the battlefield, but for the two people who were highly focused, such a sound was difficult to ignore.

They looked at each other suspiciously, but after seeing the momentary confusion in each other's eyes, the surprise did not disappear, but intensified in the hearts of both parties.

That was not a signal from either side to take action, but under the current situation, what else dared to disturb the battlefield that was about to be frozen?

Dong Dong——!

The sound appeared again, seeming to be a little closer, and much faster than last time - the empty sound echoed several times, as if spreading in a deep and long pipe

……This time, the expressions of the two people in the center of the battlefield changed.

They have been able to confirm the location of the sound, and the reason why the sound came...

——boom!!!

A deafening loud noise accompanied the shattering of the earth.

The next second, shadows cover the sky

————Dividing line————

Victorians in gray top hats crouched in the shadows.

The bones all over his body felt severe pain as if they had been run over by a rolling pin - this was not a real injury, just an hallucination caused by contact with some extraordinary being.

As an elite member of the special forces affiliated to the Duke of Cistercian, each Gray Hat possesses excellent intelligence collection, lurking, and assassination abilities. Their individual combat capabilities are not to mention top-notch, at least when faced with the elite combat power of various countries. All can be done without falling behind.

But the Gray Hat just now... was not really hostile to anyone.

No, don't say"hostile", he didn't even see the enemy's face.

The existence that quickly passed through the air attracted his attention as a lurking special agent, and the moment he looked up, he also realized that he had been discovered.

But the other party didn't"look" at him, he simply"perceived it", perhaps"cast his gaze" through some kind of perception, and then left as if nothing had happened.

That feeling was not being watched at all. At best, it was just like a person noticing an ant under his feet while walking...that's it.

It was not deliberately targeted, and even the perceived perception only lasted for less than half a second - but even to this extent, it was enough to press Gray Hat to the ground and make him unable to move, and his whole body could not stop shaking.

(Although it is unbelievable...but, if it is to that extent...!)

Regaining a little strength...and courage, Gray Hat hat did not care about the possibility of his actions being discovered, pulled out the communicator hidden in his sleeves, and quickly called the target of the call. Adjust to all channels and take a deep breath——

"Everyone retreats from the city center! Now! Retreat immediately!!"

"Don't worry about anything. If you don't want to die...run! Run!! Run!!!"