My Skill Bar is Full of Monster Skills-Chapter 148 - 128: White Dragon’s Blood
This sudden encounter left both groups momentarily stunned!
Aiel was astonished at how these adventurer-clad individuals, appearing to be newly inducted classes, managed to bypass the obstruction of Gray Dwarf Commander Thorne and reach here?
It’s known that there is only a single tunnel leading from that underground hall to here.
This means that the other party must have completely defeated Thorne, and even prevented any Gray Dwarf Warrior from escaping to report, resulting in this current situation.
’Could they possibly have someone so powerful among them?’
’But that shouldn’t be! The Guardian Array didn’t sound an urgent alarm, indicating there shouldn’t be adventurers above Level 5 Classes....’
A series of thoughts arose in Aiel’s mind.
In an instant, they concluded — ’The other party must definitely have a strong individual or some ace, otherwise there’s no way they could defeat the Level 6 Classes Gray Dwarf Commander, Thorne.’
This made Aiel’s heart skip a beat, immediately deciding to go all out!
...
On the other side.
Mage Loren was the first to notice Aiel’s presence and deduced from his attire and highly focused demeanor that he was undoubtedly a spellcaster of considerable Classes Level.
His heart instantly rang with alarm!
Just as he was about to warn the others to be careful.
The Half-Orc, Karg, seemingly dazzled by the wealth before him, saw the blonde middle-aged man and, without further consideration, raised his axe and charged forward.
Charging forward, he shouted:
"Are you the guardian of this place?" 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚
"Then die!"
"These Secret Silver Ore deposits belong to Karg!"
Seeing Half-Orc Karg charging ahead, Dwarf Warrior Bruno also immediately raised his shield and rushed forward.
As for the two Wanderers, Royce and the information officer of the Soladin Kingdom, Montoya, they were a bit more cautious, slipping into the shadows and attempting to circle behind the blonde middle-aged man.
Suddenly!
Loren’s pupils contracted!
He suddenly noticed the handsome face of the blonde middle-aged man beginning to crack like shattered porcelain, as an indescribable intense pressure, akin to a tsunami, swept across the surroundings.
The white cracks continued down from his face, spreading across his entire body.
Simultaneously, his neck swelled up like an angry cobra, as a condensed white energy began to seep from the cracks around his neck.
It was as if a concentrated white energy ball was lodged in his throat at that moment.
At this instant, whether it was the careless Half-Orc Karg, or the shrewd Royce and Montoya, their hearts skipped a beat, and the hair on their necks stood on end!
A sense of impending doom instantly surged within them.
They all understood that this blonde middle-aged man was undeniably a powerful figure, far exceeding their strength!
Level 5 Classes?
No, at least Level 6, maybe even 7...
Terror flickered across their faces as they tried to turn and flee!
But!
"Aaarrr~~~"
In a flash, the man opened his mouth wide, unleashing an unimaginable torrent of icy cold air, like the breath of a giant dragon, directly onto the Half-Orc Warrior Karg, Dwarf Warrior Bruno, Wanderer Royce, and Montoya.
Simultaneously.
Seeing the power of such an attack and the condition of the four companions ahead, Loren had no time to consider or care.
At that moment, the only thing he could do was not cast spells but suddenly leap towards the tunnel from which they had just entered, quickly slipping inside.
A mage had to rely on agility to have a chance to survive!
It must be said, it was somewhat ironic.
Especially in such a rolling and scrambling fashion.
But Loren thought very clearly, survival is more important than appearance.
Just as he leaped inside the tunnel, he saw a burst of extreme cold air rushing past outside, instantly forming a layer of ice several inches thick on the ground.
For some reason.
He suddenly thought of Raine.
Not long ago, Raine had ’whooshed’ quite the same way, freezing Gray Dwarf Commander Thorne in place.
At this time.
Loren instantly thought of a problem. Inside the tunnel, he felt the bone-chilling cold creeping in—what about Half-Orc Warrior Karg and the other four?
Could it be...
He hurriedly and cautiously peeped out.
Witnessing Half-Orc Warrior Karg, being the largest in size, bore the brunt of this Ice Roar’s range, now transformed into a large ice sculpture.
Whether it was his raised battle axe or his opened mouth, they maintained the posture of charging, covered in a few inches of hard ice.
Wanderer Royce beside Karg also turned into an ice statue.
However, he was in a sideways turn to escape, his whole body twisted, the left leg stepping to the right side, the right leg hadn’t caught up, the waist and upper body couldn’t respond, frozen like a white icy pretzel.
The eyes wide open on his face, showing an expression of extreme terror!
It seemed like time itself had stopped at that moment.
The only one among the three who showed a hint of life was Dwarf Warrior Bruno.
His racial talent endowed him with excellent physique and resistance; at this moment, he used his shield to guard the front, with more than half of his body frozen in the ice layer, shivering violently, but at least still alive.
"Dragon Vein Mage.... or rather a rare White Dragon Mage...."
"And mastering Third Level Spell Ice Roar, which implies... at least a Level 5 Mage..."
