A bright silver light streaked across the sky.
In the heated clash of fists and flesh where Kana was falling into a disadvantage, he suddenly gripped a long spear and without hesitation, thrust it forward.
The two exchanged blows, chopping at each other, and their bodies were already covered with scars.
At this moment, the Blood God, lost in the fervor of this fierce battle, paid no heed to Kana's repeated thrusts with his long spear.
When the long spear, lined with root-like patterns, pierced through the opponent's body, Kana exhaled a long breath.
Because the opponent was motionless, as if instantly sealed by some peculiar force.
He held the Frost Lord tightly with both hands, magic power surged forth, and he swung it fiercely.
"Freeze!"
In an instant, it was as if the surrounding space was cast with an immobilization spell, freezing instantly.
A few rats near the battleground were suspended in the air, like a frozen frame in a picture.
