Chapter 690 Glacial Ember Encasement
Since Gibun possessed spirit sight as well, he could see it.
Right under Heina's neck was a sword of crimson gold ice, surrounded by azure blue flames. If the woman moved her magic power even a single inch, then her head would fly.
The Lieutenant General wanted to shout at her again, but the person who wielded that sword materialised their physical body at that moment and he understood the reason why Heina had refused to move.
He and his men quickly drew their own swords, but the man's attention was divided between this unknown spirit and the soldiers who were scrambling to cross.
He wondered why they hadn't just kicked off the ground and dashed forward with their superhuman speeds but after glancing in the river's direction again, he realised that the ankle-deep water on the ground had frozen into ice.
To be able to restrain the feet of thousands of master-level existences, then the power behind this feeble-looking ice was definitely extraordinary.
"Let go of her!"
"Stop, Gibun! You can't win!"
As a spirit herself, Heina could accurately sense just how strong the person holding a sword to her neck was, and even more so, they were of a Higher Rank in the spirit hierarchy than she was.
Although she wanted to help the soldiers, she had no choice but to stay put as she valued her own life as well.
Thus, she watched as the foot soldiers and some of the cavalry were swallowed up by the onrushing water in an instant.
As the height of the river rapidly went from ankle deep to chest high, the force of the water started to sweep away man and horse alike.
The sheer power behind it made both defensive magic and skills useless, and even the flying mages were shot down by 'something' and fell into the water as well.
The warhorses' distressed cries echoed in all directions, joined by the screams of their human riders.
Soldiers abandoned their warhorses and tried to swim, but the magically enhanced current was too strong for them to resist.
"Eeeeek!"
"What's happening?!"
"Wahhhhh!"
They were Master levels so they would not die so easily, but this was never intended to kill them in the first place. The one who concocted the plan to dam the water upstream and then let it come rushing down when they were crossing over knew this could not kill the Master levels.
What came after, however, could very much end their lives if he so willed it.
**WHOOSHH!!
There was a sudden gust of icy wind and the surrounding temperature dropped below 0 degrees Celsius in an instant.
Naturally, this meant that the onrushing water and all the soldiers and Mercenaries who were caught within the currents were frozen solid in that same instant.
This wasn't the end of their troubles though.
Suddenly, there was a flash of light from within the trees and soldiers wearing Imperial Uniforms appeared, converging on the Wolfen Force from both sides.
Lancers charged forward, their lances pointed at the backs of Liegan soldiers who had no choice but to charge forward as well or be impaled.
Those who had crossed were also besieged by a Brigade of Imperial soldiers and very quickly a battle broke out on that side.
So many men and horses were taken out in the water attack and though they still had more left than they'd lost, they were in a state of utter disarray, and having suddenly been divided was a big part of that.
**FLIT-FLIT!
"Life Army Magic: Merciful Warding."
A giant four-ringed magic circle manifested on the ground beneath their feet and a subtle, ethereal green light enveloped the bodies of each soldier, almost imperceptible to the naked eye.
Many of them didn't notice it in the heat of the moment, and that was precisely what the caster intended.
They didn't know this, but unless it was a direct attack to vitals like the head or chest, then their attacks had now been rendered non-lethal.
Right after that, a terrifying pressure descended upon them and the Wolfen Lieutenant General looked up to see the figure of a man he never expected to be here at all.
"This...! Seventh Star General?!"
His shocked voice drew attention to the man in the sky who raised his hand and used spatial pressure to force hundreds of soldiers to their knees in an instant.
Imperial soldiers charged forward with high momentum; their confidence was boosted even further because their trusted General had their backs.
It was the complete opposite of things on the Wolfen side. Mercenaries drew their swords and quickly engaged the enemy, but the A-rank Mercenaries could not deal too much damage to the Imperial Army before they were met by the Brigadier Generals in battle.
The small forestry in the area was flattened in an instant as the grandmaster-level battles broke out, with soldiers on both sides suffering grievous wounds due to the shockwaves and aura that spread out each time weapons clashed.
Beluar waved his hands and they were wreathed in spatial light, teleported to a point beyond the main battlefield where they could fight without causing damage to his forces.
Evan who was down below, on top of the giant block of ice that he had formed when he froze the river shook his head as he wished Beluar's spatial manipulation abilities were from a skill.
'But it's not a skill! It's his innate spatial magic talent!'
If it was a skill, then Evan would have copied it from the first day he set eyes on the man. Based on sheer talent with spatial magic alone, the man could be compared to someone like Jenson.
This was the reason he was a Seven Star General, despite his level not being up to that of the GWE's Seventh Great Swordsman.
The man was just too good with spatial magic! Especially the Supplementary spells.
Evan sighed as he closed the Akashic Page which he had used to cast the 'Merciful Warding' spell, before jumping off the frozen river and landing in the midst of the Wolfen Soldiers who hadn't been attacked yet. Even if Beluar was good at spatial magic, it would still take time for the soldiers to be transported to the other side of the river so a good portion of the army had not been attacked yet.
Most of them were the groups of the second batch of soldiers who had not crossed the river yet.
"Harbinger of Ice + Mesarthim + Frozen Inferno."
He simultaneously activated three skills, synergizing both flames and ice with the skill he gained from consuming Faldo's Heart.
He did not use BoD since he didn't want to kill the soldiers, but even without it, the current Evan was still ridiculously strong.
Clapping his hands together, he activated a technique that he had created based on the Ice Nova spell, with the sole desire to trap his enemies.
"Glacial Ember Encasement."
The name was a mouthful and so was the effect.
Chilling winds swirled around him, alongside the scorching prismatic flames in perfect harmony.
The air around the soldiers crackled with magic power as they were hit by a bright flash of disorienting light. Icy tendrils shot forth, encasing hundreds of soldiers in layers of shimmering frost.
Evan targeted the Master Level existences first as they were the ones he'd have a harder time restraining due to their higher resistances.
Of course, this was only harder when compared to those below the Master level. In the end, for Evan whose power was in the Limbo between Grandmaster and Epic, they were weak all the same.
The soldiers found themselves trapped in crystalline prisons; their bodies held fast by the unyielding grip of the ice.
But even as the frost wrapped around them, a comforting warmth washed over the soldiers, emanating from the flickering flames that danced within the icy confines.
Despite the freezing temperatures, they remained shielded from the biting cold, their bodies kept at a comfortable temperature by the blazing inferno that raged beneath the surface of the ice.
In mere moments, over a thousand soldiers found themselves frozen in place, their heads protruding from the icy cocoons like moles ready to be whacked.
Attempts to use skills or magic to break out all failed as the ice was just so ridiculously hard.
Once he was done with the first thousand, he teleported to a different area and reactivated the technique, freezing another thousand.
The soldiers tried to attack Evan but the boy simply teleported away and activated his technique, freezing them into ice.
It formed a beautiful sight when looked at from above; like giant icy flowers with prismatic flames flickering and infusing the ice with mesmerizing glows.
Of course, this only looked beautiful if you ignored the thousands of heads sticking out of it.
"Damn, my biology, physics, and chemistry teachers would go crazy if they saw this. Magic is like a big middle finger in the face of Earth V's science."
Evan remarked as he took a deep breath and inhaled the icy winds.
As a result of the synergistic fusion between ice and fire via Frozen Inferno, the Glacial Ember Encasement technique not only immobilized the enemy forces but also ensured their survival amidst the freezing temperatures.
It was a devastating display of elemental mastery, leaving the Wolfen soldiers both frozen in awe and in ice.
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