Xue Hansong held the saber with countless blade lights scattered around him, facing a gigantic Ice Giant composed entirely of ice, nearly a thousand meters tall.
Its entire body exuded cold air, freezing the void, with frost-white chill continually eroding the surroundings.
Blade lights and chill collided constantly, exploding brilliant energy ripples in the air, the blade lights even more fierce than the chill.
But strikes on the Ice Giant had no real effect.
"Damn it, this is way too cold."
Xue Hansong cursed under his breath, although he was a King, and also a Close Combat Professional, his physical condition was supposedly immune to cold.
His own blood was boiling, enough to repel the chill, not to mention he had numerous passive skills to boost his resistance.
Yet his hands were still numbed by the cold.
"If only it could warm up a bit!" Xue Hansong cursed angrily, as he saw a piercing cold light blasting towards him.
In an instant.
