In the darkness, shier felt that it was difficult for him to breathe. A voice kept calling for him to wake up, but another slightly ear-piercing voice kept whispering in his ear, trying to drag him into the darkness.
Finally, a faint light lit up in Shier’s sight. It was the light emitted by the spirit of Frost.
Shier opened his eyes, and the cold frost and snow rushed into his throat.
Pale white magic power surged out of his body. With the support of magic power, he broke through the encirclement of the frost and snow and climbed out of the snow.
“Cough, cough...”after shier inhaled large mouthfuls of cold air into his body, he felt that his consciousness had become much clearer.
Even though there were still many strange sounds echoing in his ears, a little like ringing in his ears that made him feel very irritated, he still managed to suppress it with the help of the spirit of frost.
Ice Dragon, Avalanche.
