Chapter 366

Crack! Crack!

The azure ice spread forward at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the blink of an eye, it covered most of the isolated island.

Directly changing the terrain.

The power of this ultimate move that Esdeath had been building up for a long time even crossed to the Emperor-level scale.

Feeling the extreme and domineering ice cold in the air, Mo Ansi's pupils shrank.

Even the seawater at the edge of the isolated island was frozen on the surface by the cold current.

"Elemental Ice-Ice Fruit?!"

His short, ugly face was instantly shocked.

"No!"

"Impossible!"

"The Ice-Ice Fruit has clearly been allocated to the Navy; it is absolutely impossible for you to possess this..."

Mo Ansi shook his head and denied it to himself.

Inadvertently, because he was too shocked, he leaked some information that surprised him to Locke.

Mo Ansi, who barely recovered from the shock.

Suddenly discovered, in front of him.

Within the azure ice field, a new change suddenly appeared.

Crack!

Crack! Crack!

The boundless ice blocks and ice sculptures suddenly elongated, and the blurred edges became clear.

Holding a spear in one hand and a shield in the other.

Covered in thick full-body armor, all covered in extreme ice, with ferocious ice thorns on it.

Giving people a dangerous feeling.

Ice knights who had been through many battles walked out of the frost, the whole army lined up, carrying neat killing intent, connecting into a battle formation, like a posture of one body, not comparable to scattered drifting.

"It's a power I haven't seen before."

Mo Ansi's face sank slightly.

He hadn't seen that cold woman use a similar move before.

The bizarre ice knights, as if reborn, attacked him in the frost.

"Extreme Blade: Thousand Mist Flows!"

Slashes like mist bloomed from the black sword; rather than a swordsman's slash, it was better to say it was an outpouring of Mo Ansi's fruit power, integrating the gathered smoke into the slash, and every move carried a sharp sword momentum.

Endowed the smoke, which was originally a loss at one hit, with a bone-chilling sharp attribute.

Washing endlessly on the ice knights.

One by one shattered, but one by one reborn in the ice field, absorbing the power of frost.

Like monsters that can never be killed.

And.

Mo Ansi also vaguely felt that the other side's power foundation was constantly getting stronger.

As time passed, the ice layer kept getting thicker, and the cold air continuing to gather around had reached a level that made even him feel terrified.

"Bastard!"

Mo Ansi looked fierce.

It was all because he was angry and confused at the time, consuming too many reserves against Silver Axe, and recently it was too hasty, and the gas prepared was far from enough to fill the vacancy, making his means inevitably become a bit stiff.

Could only rely on the black sword and swordsmanship to deal with the enemy.

Otherwise.

At his peak, throwing a high-concentration oxygen or extreme combustion characteristic gas compressed to the extreme could instantly alleviate the stalemate encountered in front of him.

"Damn!"

"Calculated!"

Mo Ansi's face was gloomy, as black as a pot of charcoal.

When his reserves were exhausted, suddenly coming to the door was definitely prepared in advance, wanting to take advantage of his weakness to kill them all.

"Seeking death—"

"Think I'm weak and easy to bully?"

"I will let you know... what a real chasm is!"

"I'm not that idiot Snow!"

Mo Ansi's face was gloomy, his eyes flashing with fierce light, as gloomy as a poisonous snake.

Sizzle—

Boom!!

Several tubes of high-concentration compressed gas were thrown out by him.

The black sword slashed through the air.

Under the friction of high-speed slashes, sparks were generated directly in the air.

The unknown gas concentration was extremely high.

And, it was extremely flammable; just a spark passing by, it instantly ignited into firewood burning.

Boom!

Flames soared into the sky.

The swaying flame light looked particularly eye-piercing in the cold ice.

Mo Ansi opened his mouth and swallowed; after swallowing something, he waited silently for the spread of flames in the frost while entangled with the ice knights.

The temperature was extremely high.

And, the flame light was very firm.

Even in the ice-cold environment prepared by Esdeath, it still burned scorching hot, and the flames became more and more fierce; the light blue flames gathered and soared into the sky, a bit like the flames of an engine.

The gas, under the constraint of smoke, formed a certain high-pressure, high-aggregation, state suitable for combustion; the original hundreds of degrees of flames were forcibly compressed and purified by him to thousands of degrees.

And it was accompanied by a certain extremely faint, faint to the point of being undetectable taste.

The scorching combustion of the flames, while dissolving the ice, also made people feel faint... dizziness?

"Dizzy?!"

"Careful! The gas is poisonous!"

"The burning flame is just an illusion, the gas released by that guy is the key!"

Locke's face changed suddenly.

He finally remembered why this flame was so familiar!

Isn't this just the cooking gas!!

Methane!

Hydrogen!

Highly fused and compressed gas, while burning at a very fast speed, methane can also cause tons of toxic output.

This effect can only be achieved in a high-concentration closed environment.

And the full-sky frost, plus the smoke lingering over the isolated island, reached the closed conditions unknowingly.

No wonder Mo Ansi suddenly swallowed something just now.

That was clearly oxygen!

Detaching from breathing, holding his breath, and entering internal circulation, avoiding inhaling a large amount of methane.

It looks like relying on flames to melt ice to dispel their geographical advantage.

But in fact, it is to let colorless and odorless poisonous gas spread in the dark.

Unobtrusively weakening power, achieving the effect of boiling a frog in warm water. ===== CHAPTER 368 =====