Chapter 177 Alternating Cold and Heat
Storm High Slope, north of Trier Mouthpiece.

This region, once swept by raging fire, has suffered many unfortunate fates, and this time it is hit by endless cold winds.

"My God Solem is above"

"You are the ancestor of all frost giants, granting our enemies eternal sleep."

"The blizzard is your surging breath, transformed into coldness, fighting with us and making the enemy shudder forever!"

The Frost Giant priests chanted ancient spells at the same time, and the mysterious runes on their bodies lit up.

【Eternal Frost Arrives】

Balls of fog filled with cold air surged in the sky, swirling and spreading, eventually creating a terrifying snowstorm on the originally peaceful land.

This is the power of everlasting frost passed down from generation to generation in the Frost Giant Tribe. This is without the help of holy relics. If they get the Horn of Everlasting Frost, the blizzard will only be more terrifying, even enough to sweep across the entire Storm Peak.

The blizzard was rapidly moving southward, and hundreds of frost giants were marching in it. The howling of the cold wind was mixed with war shouts and rough songs.

"We are the biting frost and the rolling icy mist."

"It is the biting cold wind, the icy resentful spirit, and the eternal howling."

"Humans tremble before us, and even dragons bow before the cold wind."

"We come from ancient times, following the glory of the past, and letting the white storm sweep across the earth again."

"We are the Endless Frost Disaster!"

The chief of the Everfrost tribe, the frost giant warrior Kasa Everfrost, put on ferocious armor made of white dragon scales, painted his face with black paint symbolizing war, rode on the back of the largest tundra land dragon, and raised the heavy double-edged axe with one arm.

"For the Everfrost Tribe!"

"Take back the holy relics and restore the glory of our ancestors!"

The sunlight was almost blocked out, and the wasteland was rudely dyed a frosty white by them. In the vision blurred by the wind and snow, the army of giants was advancing to the south like a tall ice wall.

This natural disaster-like scene caused the earth to tremble and all things in the wilderness to shiver.

This howling cold wind announced to the creatures of Anzeta—

Frost disaster has arrived!

Outside Trier Mouthpiece.

The army of the Burning Kingdom is ready for battle.

The ogre heavy armored soldiers held their huge shields tightly, the hobgoblin infantrymen held spears and formed formations, the wyverns flapped their wings in a dark mass at low altitude, and the wasteland land dragons that served as war fortresses snorted dully.

"damn it……"

"It's this kind of shit again."

Looking at the overwhelming snow and wind, the Dragon Vein Earth Elf, who was afraid of the cold, couldn't help but spit, as if he remembered something bad in the past.

It was also the first time that the army of the Burning Kingdom faced such a powerful enemy. Facing the frost giant army that came with the cold wind, the human troops in the Battle of Trier seemed so insignificant.

But this also makes them more fanatical when facing powerful enemies - that is the fighting desire given to them by the flowing red dragon blood.

Trump looked at the approaching snowstorm with a serious expression.

"A spell of this quality"

"The way he casts the spell is not arcane, but more like divine magic. The scale is even close to the ninth ring. He is really a tough opponent."

The Ogre Master commented.

But faced with this horrific scene, Trump was not afraid. He just held up his gold-rimmed glasses as usual and analyzed the situation calmly.

Dorothy was getting impatient waiting on the side and said to him, "Trump, do you have the ability to solve this so-called frost disaster?

"Just standing here and staring won't calm the snowstorm down."

Trump turned his head and glanced at him, still speaking in that calm but slightly sarcastic tone:

"Useless urging will not solve the problem." "Commander Doro, you are not afraid now, after you were almost killed by a human with some frost giant blood."

Dolo was so angry that he gritted his teeth and exhaled a puff of smoke. This incident caused him a lot of humiliation, but Trump brought up the past at an inappropriate time.

"Trump, I'm warning you! Don't disrupt the morale of the army!"

"I was just responding truthfully."

Trump opened his mouth, and a hideous smile appeared on his ugly face.

"For a spell of this level, I don't have the ability to resolve it on my own, but we have our greatest support - the Master."

……

Cassius, transformed into a human form, stood quietly on the top of the mountain, overlooking the frost giants marching to the south and the terrible blizzard that followed.

"Do you think you're the only ones who can influence the weather?"

"Frost Giant"

Cassius muttered.

He showed the ring on his finger. The Eye of the Storm King, which he held more and more firmly, was flashing a thrilling light.

That is the spell to reach the eighth layer of the magic network -

【Weather Control】

With the powerful fluctuation of mana, the climate within a radius of several kilometers changed drastically.

The temperature rose sharply, the moisture accumulated on the surface evaporated quickly, the air became hot and humid, and large clouds of steam rose.

This restless warm current collides with the cold wind blowing from the south, and a violent reaction is imminent.

"Wow—"

Along with the sound, a wide cloud belt stretching for thousands of meters appeared at the junction. The flying hail and snowflakes sublimated in an instant, the new steam rolled, and the heavy hot wind blocked the invasion of wind and snow.

The two completely opposite forces confronted, collided and consumed each other, causing the surrounding temperature to stabilize and gradually return to normal, forming an area covered with water and shrouded in clouds and mist.

The battle of magic had already begun before the two armies came into contact.

Cassius narrowed his eyes slightly, and controlled the Eye of the Storm King with his will to fight against the blizzard coming from the north.

"The quality of this spell is really high. It's amazing that I can't completely control the weather."

"The spellcaster from the Everfrost tribe is quite powerful."

"It seems that we can't trigger a natural disaster like the Battle of Trier."

Even Cassius was surprised at the tenacity of the blizzard. The power of the Everfrost Rune was no less than his own eight-ring spell.

In the white space filled with wind and snow, several Frost Giant Priests also had solemn expressions. It was the first time they had encountered such a situation and they were at a loss as to what to do.

"Tholem is here."

"The power of Eternal Frost was actually blocked."

The frost giants' snow marches have always been invincible and they are rampant in the north.

But for the first time, this group of frost giants encountered a force that was equal to theirs and strong enough for them to take seriously.

In the "observation group" behind the Burning Embers camp, Trischka noticed the changing weather around him, and watched the confrontation between the blizzard and the hot wind in the distance, feeling a little incredible.

"How could a magic confrontation of this level possibly occur in a magical wasteland like Anzeta?"

"Whether it's a frost giant or a red dragon, they shouldn't be here."

Telischka thought to himself.

(End of this chapter)