Chapter 424: Frozen

Immediately, a black potion appeared in his hand.

The representative of Country Xiba nearby wore a strange expression.

If he hadn't seen wrong—

Where had this potion been taken out from?

Are you alright?

When did Dawn's people start playing this rough?

"Super Berserker Potion—against a Tier 8 beast, it unleashes more than triple the power; against a Tier 9..."

The scorpion's head turned slightly.

He recalled the difference between Tier 8 beasts and Tier 9 beasts.

The gap in quality was certainly enormous.

Then he could only win by numbers.

TMD!

This was the gift he had left for the Northern Capital—he hadn't expected Qin Bei to take it now.

"Frost Wyvern! This is a potion that can briefly boost your strength—help me capture that boy alive."

The scorpion roared loudly.

Then he tossed it backward.

Three black potions flew toward the Frost Wyvern's mouth.

The Frost Wyvern opened its bloody maw.

The three potions, brimming with berserk power, went straight "nine-seven-seven" into its mouth.

As the power within the potions fused into its body, the Frost Wyvern's crystal-blue pupils filled with crimson veins.

And within them—

A flash of black light streaked past.

"Power! I love power the most." The Frost Wyvern roared loudly.

Then it threw back its head and howled.

A stream of dragon breath spewed from its mouth.

The icy-blue dragon breath was wrapped in black vortexes.

Wherever the dragon breath passed, the temperature instantly plummeted.

As if arriving at the Far North.

With a thunderous boom—

The Frost Wyvern landed on the ground.

The ground cracked like a spider's web.

The Frost Wyvern still spread its wings.

Blotting out the sky.

Snow had begun to fall from the sky without anyone noticing.

Snowflakes landed on Qin Bei's body.

Qin Bei's body stiffened.

He couldn't help but shiver.

Qin Bei immediately turned his head.

A dark shadow engulfed his figure.

The Frost Wyvern spread its wings and walked toward him.

Boom, boom, boom.

The ground itself was trembling.

"You're quite a prickly little mouse."

The Frost Wyvern's ice-crystal eyes stared fixedly at Qin Bei.

Its gaze was utterly indifferent—

Like a god looking down from on high.

"President, the aura emanating from this dragon is a full two times stronger than before."

"Based on Zeya calculations, you are no match for it."

Zeya offered a gentle reminder.

"So do you have any good ideas?"

Qin Bei asked casually.

"President, that enemy doesn't want you dead—it wants to take you away from your country."

Zeya spoke up.

"Hmm?"

"You mean, let me pretend I can't win, then leave here, and once I'm out, figure out another way."

Qin Bei asked, puzzled.

This method could indeed work.

But this was a beast, after all.

It strikes reckless.

What if it really finishes me off?

Then there is only the path of mechanical ascension.

"Yes, President, and rest assured, based on data calculations, your current Kamen Rider transformation can fully withstand it."

"Moreover, President, your stamina is running low."

Qin Bei's mouth twitched; this was the plain truth.

His stamina was indeed running low.

And with the appearance of the black shadow,

his stamina decreased even further.

"I understand!"

Qin Bei nodded, his gaze turning toward the representative of the Xiba Nation.

He understood the Xiba Nation's scheme.

They wanted to capture him.

Study him.

Seize the power of the Kamen Rider.

No matter how one thinks about it, they are a great villain.