At this time, Garan's eyes were also glowing, and he turned in a direction with a solemn expression on his face. However, he flinched when he felt someone stab a high-level weapon through his stomach.
It was the second stab now, and he just kept it from bleeding with his ice.
What surrounded them was a vast ice plain and a lot of blood. He was going against nearly twenty top powerhouses now, but half had already been frozen to death, leaving the rest livid, and Garan exhausted.
Garan raised his hand and swiped at the enemy, and the man, heavily wounded, jumped back to avoid it, even when he fell down due to the weakness of his legs.
Anyone Garan touched, when he was in this state, would instantaneously freeze. With the mana they had left, they wouldn't be able to fight against it anymore.
Garan currently had a different, nearly ethereal aura around him, though to his enemies, he was no different from a demon.
