Vol 2 Chapter 69: breaking Dawn

"Moore's strength lies in his short sword. He obtained this long-lost strange thing from an adventure, directly advanced from an ordinary hero to a great hero, and has the strength to surpass the peak of a great hero."
"If you really want to say that he holding the ice crystal dagger is a pseudo-legend! I have some gifts from the Dark Lord, and I should be able to fight it!"
Countless thoughts flashed in Alex's mind. He needs time. As long as the time is dragged to the moment when night and day alternate, the ceremony will be completed.
At that time, no one will be able to prevent the transformation of the abyss and the fall of darkness.
Moore didn't notice Alex's mental journey. He raised the Frost Dagger to be flush with his lips, and then pointed the tip of the sword forward in the direction of his lips.
"call!"
Moore sighed vigorously in the direction pointed by the Frost Dagger.
With the coolness and Moore's will, this breath was suddenly amplified after passing the Frost Dagger, and turned into an extremely cold frost wind, carrying snow and ice, raging out.
With the gust of wind blowing, all the ice sculptures of the gloomy believers died with the wind, turning into ice crystal dust, and even their souls could not die.
This is the kind of treasure, the praise of Frost!
It can transform the terrain in an instant, creating a frosty ocean with highly active magic power, selectively freezing enemies to protect companions, and blowing out a bitter wind, destroying the enemy's soul and body.
"Let the frost purify everything!"
Moore Rhone raised his ice crystal dagger and roared loudly.
He stood in the frost ocean, frost danced and turned into a frost behemoth, roaring with the entire frost ocean, and charged towards Alex.
A group of gods, heroes, heroes, and enlighteners rode on the behemoths deformed by active frost and roared!
"Let Frost punish you!"
"Rush up and crush them!"
"For the ancestors, for Rona!"
Dickens was riding a giant frosty boar, roaring and grieving.
He looked at the deadly wounded Goddess, and thought of his loving father, the elder brother and the awkward brother who eagerly awaited his success, pain spread in his heart.
"Alex, why did you do this! Why did you kill a family back then!"
Dickens roared with a hoarse throat.
"why?"
Alex answered Dickens in a rare way. He looked at the descendants of Frost who charged like a wave, and laughed inexplicably, sinking into the dark shadow behind him.
"Because this is what my father expects of me, this is also my destiny!"
The pitch black shadow made a sound like death, countless figures were disturbed in the pitch black, the pitch black was expanding, and the figures struggled to crawl out of the pitch black.
A strong black figure walked up to Alex and guarded him, while the other figures scattered, rushing towards the descendants of Frost riding on the behemoth of Frost.
"Look at them, this is Frost! The clan is not dead, they are just one with me, becoming a part of me forever, becoming my shadow!"
Dickens looked at the three shadow figures rushing towards him, his expression horrified, and his dark face and body still had an unconcealable familiarity!
That is Dickens' family, his kind and determined father, brave elder brother and awkward second brother!
At this moment, the descendants of Frost fought fiercely with the former clan in the darkness before dawn in this northern fortress.
"Profanity!"
Moore Rhone looked at all of this and drove the behemoth straight towards Alex, roaring in his mouth.
"Alex, you have blasphemed your tribe and your ancestors! You have thrown yourself into the arms of the abyss and become a gloomy running dog. I will kill you, a dirty jackal, and purify your soul with frost!"
"What's the use of playing tricks? A person like you with a natural bloodline has more adventures that ordinary people can't match. How can you understand the difficulties of a tribe with a poor bloodline like me!"
Instead of retreating, Alex drew a shadowed blade from the darkness behind and took Moore Rhone straight.
"Your bloodline is pure and destined to be superior! Our bloodline is poor, and it is difficult to even become an enlightened person. That's why my father sacrificed himself and used his bloodline to purify my bloodline."
The two battled together, and the power of frost and shadow intertwined. In the darkness, the projection of the big demon violently sprang out, and the shadow figure guarding Alex's side, the three besieged Moore Rona.
Moore was full of spirits, with frosty anger, and even one enemy three did not fall in the wind, the wave of frosty ocean gave him infinite strength, standing in this ocean, no one can kill him!
"Your father's sacrifice is great and proud. He is worthy of Frost and worthy of being a father. But you, despicable villain, wicked villain! To harm a clan and only purify your blood, you must have suffered the curse of Frost, the ancestor I won't let you go."
Moore Rhone danced the ice crystal dagger, and the extremely cold crystals grew on the dagger, and in a flash, the dagger became a giant frost blade!
Wielding a huge blade, with the pressure of extreme cold, he easily pushed back the besieging three people.
"Hahaha, I killed so many people~EbookFREE.me~ I just want to get a purer bloodline and want to be close to the ancestor god, I am not wrong! Is it that I am destined to be stepped on by you? The ancestor actually punished me, He cursed me and made me completely lose my strength! But do you think I would give in like this?"
Alex looked crazy and rushed towards Moore ignoring the wound.
These words have long been hidden in his heart. In those days when he lost his power, he hid in Tibet, was tempted by the witch, paid a heavy price, and finally won the gloomy favor.
"quibble!"
Moore said sharply, as he waved the frost blade, cutting Alex.
"Frost has only taken back your power. It is already a great grace. You don't want to repent, but blame the ancestral gods. For such bad behaviors and disgusting thoughts, I will represent Frost and thoroughly purify you!"
Every time Moore swung the frost blade, he carried the extremely cold air, and the damage from the splash could freeze his soul.
But Alex seemed to have a special ability. He ignored the frost blade and even recovered like a shadow.
"Sure enough, you fell completely into the abyss and turned into a shadow! But after all, you are just a disgusting half-demon. You are not as good as the big demon projection next to you. At least it is a pure demon, unlike you, frosty. Shame, the scum of the goddess."
Moore annoyed Alex with unforgiving lips, while thinking about ways.
Alex can't continue this situation forever, there must be some restrictions. This restriction may be the duration, or it may be a certain condition, I have to try.
There was a smile on Moore's mouth, and the overall attack was even more fierce.
The shadow humanoid and the projection of the big demon attacked him from behind, but unexpectedly, ice crystals proliferated behind Moore, quickly forming two ice crystal behemoths, fighting with them.