Hearing Kettleburn's shouting, Sam, who had fallen to the ground, immediately got up, lying on all fours and staring at the enemy fiercely.

Blood was dripping from her mouth mixed with heat, and in a short time a small patch of snow was dyed red.

Kettleburn's punch just now broke three of her teeth.

Under the influence of pain, her pupils were already stained with a hint of scarlet.

If it were an ordinary werewolf, I am afraid that by this time, he would have been stimulated and rushed forward to fight for his life.

But Sam was not one of those irrational beasts, and she knew that the disabled old man in front of her was not someone to be trifled with.

Sticking out his tongue and licking the blood from the corner of his mouth, Sam lowered his center of gravity and started running quickly around Kettleburn.

Kettleburn did not launch an attack rashly when he saw this, but was vigilantly observing Sam's movements.

Having been dealing with magical animals for many years, he knows very well that beasts are most dangerous when they are injured and hungry.

For a time, the battle reached a stalemate.

At the same time, the white-haired girl also launched an offensive.

However, unlike Sam's fierceness, the white-haired girl danced on the spot.

This was a dance that Link had never seen before, but it was undeniably beautiful.

This kind of dance perfectly combines the softness of Eastern classical music with the rough and direct passion of the West, making people excited and excited.

But what was different from the inner fire of the dancers was that as the white-haired girl danced, the surrounding wind and snow suddenly became stronger.

They were spinning and tumbling around the girl, emitting a series of strange melodies, as if they were accompanying the girl.

The next moment, the wind and snow suddenly became violent.

Countless ice soldiers accepted the summons and sprang out from the snow, rushing towards Link led by the blizzard wrapped in dense ice blades.

Facing this menacing attack, Link's eyebrows also wrinkled.

Through the super-sensory spell, he could clearly sense that the cold air and the energy on the ice and snow soldiers were the same as the ice that trapped them in the tower.

This energy is not afraid of flames and high temperatures, but it can be corroded.

Having judged this, Link immediately raised his wand.

"Deterioration!"

"Buzz!"

The rippled distortion reappeared and quickly spread.

Under the influence of this curse, the originally murderous ice and snow soldiers turned into nothingness in an instant, and the blizzard that had finally condensed gradually subsided.

However, Link's frown deepened at this moment.

Because the moment it launched the attack, the white-haired girl disappeared.

A blue light suddenly appeared in Link's eyes, and the super-sensory spell began to be perceived with full force.

Logically speaking, a super-sensory spell with a level as high as lv4 can almost detect most changes in magic power, but at this moment, Link still found no trace of the white-haired girl.

This gave Link some bad premonitions.

"If you are stubborn, I will give you eternal sleep."

The girl's voice suddenly sounded.

The sound was like a human whisper, but also like the murmur of the howling cold wind, making it impossible to distinguish the source.

But unlike the simple coldness before, this time there was actually a bit of gentle murderous intent in his voice.

Upon hearing this, Link's expression changed, and the invisible power of the curse surged out from his body, instantly forming a shield on his body.

The hazy figure of the white-haired girl finally emerged from Link's side.

She smiled in the wind and snow, and stretched out her right hand towards Link.

Just like the external temperament displayed by the white-haired girl, the hand she extended was also crystal clear and soft as if there were no bones.

But it was such a hand that could be compared to a work of art, but it easily broke through the shield that Link had woven with the power of the curse, and then stabbed towards Link's head.

Just when his fingertips were about to come into contact with Link's forehead, Arkham suddenly shot out from Link's neck and bit the palm straight.

This time the expression of the white-haired girl finally changed.

The venom of the basilisk can destroy even Horcruxes. Although the white-haired girl didn't know this, she could also feel the huge danger contained in the little blue-black snake. In the end, it could only be used in a very unscientific way. Fang Fang quickly withdrew his arm and jumped back away from Link.

"Hiss!" (Be careful! Link!)

After doing all this, Arkham quickly retracted into Link's clothes. The cold weather here greatly restricted its mobility. The action just now was the best effort it could make.

Hearing this, Link nodded and his expression became a little ugly.

When he first saw the white-haired girl summoning ice soldiers, he thought the other party would be a mage similar to a summoner, but he didn't expect it to be an assassin who charged in at close range.

If it weren't for Arkham's 'snake-shaped automatic defense mechanism', he would have definitely burped just now.

"Ha! You are really dangerous!"

After wiping away the cold sweat from being frightened, Link drank the transformation potion and the blood of Boreas and gritted his teeth.

Hearing this, the white-haired girl in the distance started dancing again.

Her dance was still so gentle and passionate, but the dance had just begun when she suddenly disappeared, approaching Link again at an almost teleporting speed and punched him!

With the power provided by the blood of Boreas, Link twisted his waist to avoid the blow, but his cheek was still scratched by the cold wind of the fist.

This made him a little angry.

"You are really courting death!"

Link roared and suddenly turned the wand in his hand.

The next moment, a curse force that was a hundred times stronger than before spurted out from the tip of his staff.

The white-haired girl looked shocked and immediately teleported out again.

Unfortunately, it was too late. The power of the curse turned into countless sharp blades and had already penetrated into the body of the white-haired girl.

"uh-huh!"

A muffled groan came from the white-haired girl's mouth, and dense slash marks were emerging on her body. However, what was exposed in the slash marks was not the flesh and blood that Link expected, but light blue ice crystals.

The most important thing is that the white-haired girl seems to have the means to heal herself.

As the cold fog around it gradually thins, the slash marks are healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At the same time, under Link's perception, he also discovered that countless ice-blue energy was gathering in front of the girl.

Link had a hunch that if he launched a magical pursuit at this time, he would definitely be blocked by these energies.

However, this does not mean that Link has nothing to do with the girl.

Shaking his head, Link immediately took off the shell ball from his chest and threw it out!

"The decision is yours! Yo-yo!"

Under Link's shout, the Winged Demon Yo-Yo instantly stretched out its body, turned into an afterimage and directly penetrated the ice-blue energy layer, biting the girl's forehead hard.

"what!"

The shrill screams resounded through the snowfield, and a touch of green spread from the girl's face. This is the unique poison of the Curling Wing Demon!

Under the influence of this venom, the girl's self-healing finally stopped, and she collapsed in the snow.

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