As the sun looked down on the battlefield, out of all reasons, it started to snow down in the exact battlefield.
The ground itself was covered with a thinn layer of ice and even the walls were the same. The temperature itself was cold enough to keep the ice from melting from the rays of sunlight.
And the source of all that coldness on the battlefield.
In a large crater, large pieces of ice were on top of each other, as if a small mountain fell from the air down to the earth.
Once that piece of ice block fell, the shockwaves were so powerful that destroyed several internal organs of the 2nd-tier soldiers who reacted too slowly. Those too close were directly sent flying to fall who knows where.
The smarter bunch fell down to the ground and covered their head, resulting in the shockwave passing above them while protecting their heads from any potentially broken ice pieces. Albeit that was the minority of them all.
Those of the 3rd-tier strength had strong enough bodies to survive the shockwave, though not without damage.
The frost that spread through the area didn't help them much as most had almost their entire body frostbitten. Sealing the fate of those who were in a critical condition.
Resulting in a thousand casualties from both sides.
Proving that the power of a 4th-tier could be a natural disaster itself.
Some even call them walking calamities from the seer power they held.
[Edge of Nilfheim] was no normal spell it was one of the strongest ice-based spells that existed in the 4th-tier.
Not only is the falling ice block like throwing a whole castle at one's enemy, but the cold that it spread was not normal.
The ice that covered everyone in ice contained a certain attribute that lowered the target's resistance against the ice element, while the shown that fell on the area empowered ice magic. In a single spell, the caster would deal devastating damage to his enemy, debuff those who survived, and buff himself in the process.
Albeit it had a high mana consumption, it was a multitasking tool.
Although Nevvan said that he wanted to kill Danzel for sure, he wasn't that petty to use such a grand of magic to eliminate one single undead.
Most of the reason being was that he decided to abandon this part of the land. And as the Arcana's kingdom's soldiers were bound to die at the hands of the Deathfull Skulls, he might as well clear everyone up.
Normally he wouldn't result in such action, but with a necromancer of the 4th-tier being in the area, Nevvan refused to let those people become the cursed beings known as undead. Alas, he could only do so much for them.
If the enemy decided to search for the corpses covered in ice, then their becoming undead was bound to happen.
Looking down at where the ice block fell, Nevvan teleported away just as he was about to be cut in pieces by Agares.
"Let's hope that [Edge of Nilfheim] got that filthy undead."
Looking towards Agares who was falling and yet had still his gaze at him, he frowned.
"I will remember your face. And make sure that the next time we meet will be your last."
Creating 2 magic circles, one on top of him and one below him, they started spinning before engulfing him in light, disappearing from his location and appearing somewhere far away from here.
Seeing the magic caster escaping, Agares shook his head.
'Typical magic casters.'
Looking down, Agares didn't show a hint of panic even though he was falling from over 100 meters up high.
In order to get to the Archmage previously, he jumped up from the ground and used the falling ice block to run up in the air.
Although he could maneuver around the air, it was extremely limited. Compared to a magic caster [Fly] spell mobility, it was a bad match.
He essentially used the same technique that Danzel was using. Creating platforms for himself to step up. The only difference was that Danzel was using his mana arms and he was directly using his swordsmanship.
Soon enough, Agare's feet dodged the remains of the ice block.
But compared to what one would expect, his fall was as light as a feather. Even the sound of stepping on the ice was able to be heard.
"So that's the level of magic that little Shiro will probably wield in the future, huh?" Agares said while wearing a bitter smile.
Just the imagination of his granddaughter yelling spells out loud, summoning meteors, and creating explosions made him quite worried.
Such thoughts lasted only for a short moment before Agares went into the most important stuff.
"Did Danzel manage to escape?"
'I remember seeing the undead wolf rushing towards him at the end. But the question is, did they make it outside impact radius?' Agares thought as he closed his eyes.
In his mind, the whole started to slow down to almost stop completely.
His senses quickly spread through the surroundings and picked up every presence location.
Be it from Ioratal Dynasty or the Arcana kingdom, corpse or not, nothing escaped Agare's sense. At least that's what he believed.
He frowned while his eyes were still shut.
"He isn't here..." Agares mumbled to himself.
Of course, the one to who he was referring was none other than Danzel.
He further expanded the range of his sense in case he was somewhere buried, but even that didn't help him find him.
That was when he started to fear for the worse.
'No, Danzel shouldn't have died. Even if he was destroyed, it takes a while for undead like him to have their bodies turn into dust.'
Going with that thought in mind, Agares started to search for something different. That were Danzel items. Although it was almost twice as hard for him to do as such and he could only faintly see the silhouettes of the item in question.
Agares knew the shape and the length of Danzel's sword. But most importantly, their sword of his would show up in an ominously black aura.
Doing exactly as such, he soon saw a silhouette with an ominous black aura stuck in a block of ice far away.
Opening his eyes and gazing towards the way where the sword was stuck.
Agares, speed up till he came to see the lone sword stuck into the ice.
"If his sword is here, then he must also be here." Agares said as he closed his eyes once more, trying to see through the different presence, though this time he focused only near him.
And among the many presences, Agares could feel a certain small black mist and something much large having almost a nonexistent presence.
Moving towards the crumpled ice where the two presences were, he needed but a single swing to carve a large cut through the ice.
And what he saw there was the undead wolf being almost ethereal and Danzel's armor letting out the dark mist.
"Agares? Did the magic caster leave?" Danzel asked while holding his shield quite unstably. Mostly because his remaining arm has missing pieces and he himself is low on mana. Even now he was barely fulling his [Mist Presence] with mana to hide in the ice.
In Skull Claw's case, even if she was full of almost full of mana, forcing her to keep [Temporarly Ethereal Body] active drained her mana by the second.
All for not being caught by anyone, especially by the magic caster.
With their bodies broken down, their fighting potential was at its lowest.
Skull Claw herself lost a large piece of her ribs and front right hand when she blocked the flying broken ice pieces.
"He left just about when that huge ice piece fell."
Nodding at him, Danzel put his shield in his storage ring and brought out a spear to support himself. He additionally brought out two mana arms to support himself up. In Skull Claw's case, though awkward, she too managed to get out of the hole they hid in.
Coming to Agares's level, Danzel looked at him for a brief second before passing him to get his sword.
Drawing the cursed sword out of the ice, Danzel said.
"Thanks for saving me Agares...I will not forget it."
Though Danzel's tone was cold, he was sincere in those words.
Thanks to him, he avoided the worst possible scenario that there was.
His death.
"It's nothing compared to what I owe you." Agares said with a frown.
Turning to face Agares, Danzel's cold voice came out.
"I didn't mean. Making those "kinds" of items is nothing compared to what you did. And that, I will not forget." Danzel promised Agares.
And just as Skull Claw finally manage to come out of the hole, a sudden shadow was cast on top of Danzel.
Wearing a dark brown cloak with worn-out bandages covering his mouth, Velkir cast a certain spell on Danzel that started to recover his body and mana.
"Mission accomplished, we are going back."
