Tiran was aware of the protagonist's halo, but no one knew how reliable this thing was. He used to think that time travelers were awesome without explanation, but ever since he finished off that perverted guy who went after lolis in the magitech city, he seemed to be frequently on the losing end. And now he was facing two Holy Rank wild beasts directly...
Well, with a normal perspective, it seemed like a scenario destined for defeat.
But this was not the time to dwell on that. Any more wild thoughts and he would really be in the game over scene!
Although many thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant, Tiran quickly regained his composure in this critical moment and faced the imminent threat of the black and white shadows rushing towards him.
The emergency-activated concentrating spell formation he used previously was temporarily unavailable, so he had to rely on Chi and his swordsmanship. A frosty blue light gleamed on the edge of his sword and in Tiran's eyes, as icy coldness spread along with rapidly growing ice blades.
With a sword in each hand, as the savage beast pounced towards him, Tiran swung out a perfect arc.
Azure Moonlight!
The sword light flashed, leaving a crescent-shaped slash in the air, emitting an unparalleled sharpness. After a direct clash with the newly appeared black-feathered savage beast, a deep blood mark was added on its front claw.
Accompanying the slash was the ice wall that quickly rose from the congealed frost Chi, almost forming right after pushing back the black-feathered savage beast. It shielded Tiran and the poised Xiang Ling with a semi-circular arc containing countless outward radiating ice spikes.
Bang!
As the ice wall blocked his view, Tiran felt a great vibration coming from outside. It seemed like he successfully intercepted the attack from the white-feathered savage beast behind.
Even though the ice wall was already on the brink of collapse after the impact, Tiran was already satisfied that he managed to hold off an attack from a Holy Rank beast.
"But it's still not enough..."
Noticing the black and white savage beasts looking down at him from above after spreading their wings and flying over the ice wall, Tiran helplessly glanced back at Xiang Ling, who seemed to be in deep meditation. Who knows what big move she was preparing, and she didn't mention how long she needed to cast it. Wasn't she clearly setting me up?
Gripping the long sword in his right hand, Tiran withdrew another sword from his storage bracelet with his left hand. The ice crystal wings slowly unfolded behind him, lifting Tiran's body off the ground.
The only fortunate thing now was that perhaps because he had previously used time manipulation to evade attacks, the two beasts did not resort to that method again. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to dodge it at all.
They probably didn't dive down again immediately because the sudden strike from his sword made it difficult for them to gauge his strength. In terms of Chi reserves, Tiran had enough confidence. If it was purely a Chi battle, no one below the Holy Rank could defeat him.
After all, it was a buff obtained from a deal with the gods.
Hmm, shouldn't I make a little use of it? Targeting was just to buy time, not to win, and I'm good at pretending to be cool.
With this thought in mind, the princess's strategy became clear. Just drag it out.
Frosty Chi, engage to the maximum.
A freezing aura enveloped Tiran's entire body and expanded at an astonishing speed, making Tiran now look like a super Saiyan in a fit of rage. Along with this came reinforced sword edges elongating along the blade and a set of crystal-clear, translucent azure armor wrapping around his body.
The design of the armor came from the notebooks he drew during his chuunibyou phase. Although he couldn't see it with his own eyes, Tiran estimated that his current appearance was probably similar to those trashy online game characters that started as a dog but then crit for 999999, with gorgeous armor and big flashy wings.
Utility is not important, as long as it looks exaggerated enough to bluff, the wild beasts definitely haven't seen this kind of formation before.
Then the sword in the left hand pointed down along the gravity, and the sandstone ground suddenly condensed into a mirror-like ice surface, spreading out from Tiran's position as the center of projection, and ice spikes grew on the ice surface as if they were alive, creating a visual effect similar to The Realm.
Damn, so embarrassing!
Luckily, there weren't many people around to witness it, otherwise Tiran would have just wanted to find a hole to hide in.
Even though Tiran was trying hard to show off, Mǎng Qīng's intelligence was not so low. Though momentarily stunned by this grand setup, Mǎng Qīng quickly began to probe.
And that probing almost knocked Tiran over.
The first thing that felt off were the wings, the flapping speed noticeably slowed down, and then the same sensation as the first confrontation with Mǎng Qīng quickly spread from every inch of exposed skin.
The previously freely flowing air suddenly became viscous, and the resistance of each movement increased many times over. At one point, Tiran couldn't even maintain the altitude of flight and began to plummet downwards, injecting more Chi into the wings to barely stabilize the body before hitting the ground.
"Is this a rule?"
Before the question that popped into the mind could be pondered, the sharp claws of Mǎng Qīng's black wings took advantage of the moment when Tiran just managed to stabilize the body and went straight for the neck.
Tiran turned around and raised the twin swords to block, the Chi-infused sword edge was not something that the wild beasts could break through with just claws. After emitting a grating friction sound, Tiran, due to taking the force of this blow, once again fell downwards, landing directly on a cluster of ice spikes that had grown to about five meters high.
But it was not a big deal, flying up was just to show off and intimidate, if a real fight broke out, it would be more secure to stand on solid ground. Tiran didn't really want to fight against two Holy Rank creatures with wings in their home field.
Upon landing, Tiran immediately retreated to the side of Xiàng Líng, continuing to release Chi to create a severe cold to drive the growth of ice spikes, gradually forming a dense thicket, like an ice-encased forest, that quickly obscured the small figures of both individuals.
Above the Frost Forest, Mǎng Qīng lost sight of Tiran's figure, but could still determine the approximate location based on the breath, so it kept hovering in one spot, occasionally launching a few wind blades. However, the ice spikes that were cut and destroyed were quickly replaced with new ones, making the field of view increasingly obstructed.
Although both Chi and Magic have attributes, the effect of Chi is more inclined towards strengthening the body and techniques. A rich playstyle like Tiran, who turns Chi into Magic, probably couldn't be found other than calling on the divine.
Hidden beneath the thicket of ice spikes, Tiran continued to drive Chi while attempting to speculate on the rules Mǎng Qīng could control. Ordinary Holy Rank creatures, apart from time and space, usually only mastered one rule, but the forms they could use it in were manifold. It was a bit difficult to guess just based on the air hindrance.
So...
"surprise!"
Suddenly, amidst the continuously "growing" ice cluster, several thick and long ice spears measuring five to six meters shot out, with a huge whistling sound, piercing towards the airborne Mǎng Qīng.
A sudden attack might not be enough to cause trouble for the agile Mǎng Qīng, but their hovering position was within the range enveloped by the chilling air that Tiran painstakingly created, using Chi to spread and forcefully accelerate the ice-making process, turning the entire area into her home field. Those large ice spears could be launched from any position at any time.
If we must put it bluntly, it's probably like two advanced fighter jets hovering defenselessly over a dense anti-aircraft artillery position?
Several ice spears were just the beginning, followed by a large number of ice spears carrying frozen ice bullets that freeze upon contact, directly stunning both ends of the Holy Rank savage beasts.
Hmm... Tiran herself felt a bit overboard, although probably only she in the whole world would do so. Below the Holy Rank, there are probably ten thousand ways to deal with those two up there if they were stronger than herself.
After a while, Tiran also had some confidence in her heart. After all, savage beasts also come with a "beast," relying on innate physical abilities and talents make them a formidable presence, but they also have weaknesses. They lack various combat skills developed by humans or other intelligent races, combat patterns are somewhat singular.
At least so far, besides relying solely on physical abilities for assault, unique talents like blood explosion, and a certain amount of wind control, there seems to be nothing particularly special—
It all comes down to that one rule.
