Snowflake-like sword shadows swept in from the distance like a blizzard, striking every last one of the tenacious fire-resistant roots on the ground.
CLANG!
A crisp cracking sound echoed as the hard roots snapped wherever the sword light passed.
After all, in their evolution to specialize in Fire Attribute resistance, these roots had long since shed their defenses against all other Attributes.
Their surfaces were covered in thick, crimson bark capable of withstanding temperatures over a thousand degrees, yet they were utterly defenseless against Ice Element attacks.
And so, facing this sudden assault of icy sword shadows, the once-tough roots snapped on impact, shattering into dozens of pieces before everyone's eyes. Fine ice crystals even formed on the broken ends.
The rescued Blast Flame Lizard dragged its battered body, staggering backward.
Gu Ming stood fifteen meters away, calmly observing everything without giving immediate chase.
