Ashen Dragon

The battle still raged on, with many Tieflings frozen into ice sculptures, torn apart, and devoured, yet many snowmen also fell under the Tieflings' onslaught, their bodies disappearing into the thick snow.

"Awooo——"

Suddenly, a tremendous roar came from afar.

The sound was chilling, sweeping across the entire hillside with the cold wind.

Immediately, all the snowmen howled in response, their voices echoed endlessly, traveling across the undulating mountains, sending shivers down everyone's spine.

"This is..."

Mezulash slowly looked up.

At the edge of the hillside, a towering snowman beat its chest, raising its head high.

Its size was far greater than an ordinary snowman, towering over three men combined, standing like a snow-covered hill in the snowfield.

It had large, curved horns on either side of its head, teeth sharp enough to pierce a human skull, and its ghostly blue eyes exuded an arctic chill, intensifying the blizzard around it.

"The Giant Yeti."

Mezulash took a deep breath, uttering the name that struck fear into all the northern residents.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

These towering snowmen often featured in mothers' scary tales for children, fiercely territorial and savage, attacking and devouring any warm-blooded creature they encountered, scattering the remains in the snow.

"Everyone back off!"

The Tiefling Holy Warrior halted his comrades who were eager to charge forward, stepping ahead alone, pointing his longsword defiantly at the monster.

"It's my opponent."

The distant Giant Yeti let out an excited hunting howl, leaping over ten meters, sending waves of snow flying.

It landed in front of the Tiefling, eyes fixed on him, the freezing magical power in its gaze seeming to freeze everything in its path.

"Shivering Gaze!"

This magical stare was more terrifying than any snowman's before.

Instantly, Mezulash felt an intense cold, as if his entire body was submerged in ice water, every inch of skin and bone freezing solid, an unbearable sensation.

"Guardian Aura!"

The Tiefling resisted the lure of eternal sleep, a scarlet aura emerging around him.

The aura guarded his body, fending off the extreme cold's magical invasion, allowing him to partially recover from the freezing state.

"Infernal Rebuke!"

Mezulash pointed out again, a ring of flames surrounding the Giant Yeti.

However, this feeble flame was insignificant to the enormous Giant Yeti, which slowly opened its bloody mouth, and tiny, dense ice shards appeared in its throat.

"It's Freezing Breath!"

Suddenly, a blast of cold air capable of freezing any warm-blooded creature into ice spewed from its mouth, covering a large conical area in front, extinguishing the infernal flames, and rushing toward the Tiefling Holy Warrior. Enjoy exclusive adventures from empire

Mezulash rolled to the left, barely avoiding the breath.

"Huff, huff..."

"What a terrifying breath."

He propped himself up, panting, only to find his fingers on the right hand frozen numb and completely losing sense from the cold he had touched earlier.

Fortunately, the Giant Yeti's breath wasn't a continuous attack and required time to recharge. Impatiently, it charged forward, ready to engage in close combat with the small Tiefling.

"If I take a direct hit——"

"I'll die."

Mezulash felt a lingering fear, his gaze toward the charging Giant Yeti grew more serious.

With this thought, he no longer hesitated and advanced with his sword.

"Curse Spell!"

He shouted, the black glow of necromancy enveloping his sword as he swung it at the Giant Yeti.

The Giant Yeti instinctively raised its thick arms to block.

The enormous strength sent Mezulash flying back with his sword, but at the same time, the sharp sword cut through its white fur, allowing the curse spell to take effect.

"Roaar——"

The Giant Yeti stood rooted to the spot as if immobilized.

It clutched its head with both hands, roaring in agony.

Mezulash rolled several times on the snow to absorb the impact, then, despite the pain, he scrambled to his feet and charged at the Giant Yeti again.

"Roar——"

The Giant Yeti roared again, its body swaying, pounding its chest in a frenzy, as if trying to break free from the curse.

Mezulash knew he had only one minute.

He once was a Redemption Knight, his sword glowed with holy radiance as if an angel descended to the earth. Now, the Oathbreaker's sword gleamed with a blood-red light, akin to a hellish glow.

But it didn't matter, he just needed to follow his own will.

"Supreme Holy Slash!"

With a shout, he leaped high, his longsword enveloped in a scarlet, breathtaking glow.

But just as the Tiefling was about to strike, the Giant Yeti's gaze cleared instantly, raising its strong arm to block.

"Swish——"

A sound of the sword cutting through flesh.

Mezulash's sword cleaved off the Giant Yeti's massive hand.

The Giant Yeti roared a blend of pain, anger, and frenzy.

Its other giant hand seized the descending Mezulash.

"This is bad!"

Mezulash struggled fiercely, but under the absolute strength of the Giant Yeti, he couldn't budge an inch.

The monster's gaping maw loomed larger in his eyes.

He could even feel the bone-chilling cold emanating from its throat.

The Giant Yeti's eyes, filled with the hatred of losing its hand, indicated it intended to swallow the Tiefling whole!

Desperation struck, Mezulash raised his longsword, using his last ounce of strength to fend off the Giant Yeti's biting attempts.

"Clang——"

The longsword clashed against the Giant Yeti's great fangs.

The surrounding Tiefling Warriors hurried to aid their leader.

But their swords and arrows were like pinpricks on the tough hide of the Giant Yeti, merely an itch, while the nearby snowmen seized the opportunity for a counterattack, causing more losses.

Seizing the opportunity created by the Giant Yeti's distraction, Mezulash unleashed his final oath forsaking magic.

"Darkness Spell!"

A dense fog spread from the Tiefling, enveloping the Giant Yeti, obscuring its vision.

But even in the darkness, the monster gripped him tightly, refusing to let go.

At the same time, the Giant Yeti dragged him along the snow, nearing the edge of the dark fog.

"No..."

"I will lead my tribe..."

In the shadowy mist, Mezulash's jet-black eyes shone with determination.

"To survive."

His longsword gleamed with a scarlet glow, again slashing at the Giant Yeti's head.

"Supreme Holy Slash!"