Several massive abominations and wailing succubi surrounded them.
The numbers were overwhelming.
They could hardly hold them off and even finding an opportunity to escape seemed impossible.
Meanwhile, outside the Chaos Forest.
"The five great terrors might not be real, but Lord Black Cloak is undoubtedly the greatest terror!"
...
A few hours later.
"In front of a domain, numbers are meaningless."
A top-ranked strong figure walked alone, radiating an icy cold frost domain around him. Using his domain as a basis, he played around with the Bone Dragon and vampires, easily shaking them off.
He seemed like an icy assassin, arriving almost instantly in front of Dead Bone.
When an assassin got close to a 'Summoner,' the result was predictable.
The strong figure suddenly widened his eyes. While he was supposed to be the master of ice, he felt as if he had fallen into an icehole. His frost domain which was normally ice-cold, became tainted with black spots unknowingly.
