"Molecular Deceleration."
While Rita was at a loss, Nia flew into the air and revealed her true form. Her angel wings blotted out the sun, and the crown on her head shone. A layer of ice spread around her body. The elven army immediately stopped and froze in the air.
"Thank you, Miss Nia."
Rita sighed in relief before she quickly sped up and flew to Nia's side.
"You're welcome." Even though her words sounded relaxed, Nia's expression was solemn. At the same time, she could not endure the freezing of 100,000 mages. At that moment, the power in her body was rapidly depleting.
"Molecular deceleration is the power in the angel race chess pieces. She is probably a sovereign-tier god-king elite before she reincarnated. You have to be careful."
One of Frigga's hair turned into a snake's head as she spoke in a neutral voice.
