The Ultimate Lich King

"If you turn your elbows outward like this, the main god of your family will be very sad when he hears it."

Originally he still had a serious look on his face, but after hearing Aisi's words, Ye Yu showed a wry smile again.

"If she has a problem with it, I'll beat her up."

Ais curled her lips and looked unconcerned. Ye Yu couldn't help but shook his head in amusement, lamenting the status of Loki, a poor god.

"I'm sorry, Ace. Not only for Riveria, but also for Hestia. I have a reason to win, and I have no intention of losing to a girl."

Ye Yu shook his head, and the smile on his face slowly faded. Immediately following his words, the temperature around him that had risen once again dropped at an alarming rate.

Although I feel a little disgusted...but I have to do this at times like this...

Maybe Ye Yu could defeat Riveria through some trickery, but facing Aisi in this state, he really didn't have the slightest chance of winning.

This body is really too weak. Although he doesn't know why his body is so weak, Ye Yu knows that this is definitely not the state his body should be in.

I am... very strong, really, really strong... so powerful that I can't describe it with words, and I can't understand it with my thoughts.

Although that strength has been temporarily lost... but it has not completely disappeared. That was something Ye Yu shouldn't touch, something hidden deep in his soul, something shrouded in ice that seemed to condense time and space.

A mysterious power... and a mysterious past.

But now... none of this is important anymore. He needs power. He needs power extremely and urgently.

The sorrow of the forgotten, the memories lost with death, the images from the depths of the soul that cannot be forgotten even after death.

Torture, the memory of the forgotten, the most sincere waiting deep in the soul, give up, and enter rest.

To sink, to sink in pain.

What is it that even the forgotten cannot forget?

The flesh and blood are engraved with pain and also bring strength.

When only the soul is left, at least, I hope to feel the warm embrace.

Death is not the end, there comes a time. He will return and bring destruction!

Forgotten...forgotten by whom?

He asked this blankly in his heart, the suppository shrouded in ice and snow, Ye Yu's body underwent earth-shaking changes. His long, pitch-black hair actually gradually lost all color and turned deathly pale.

Unclean frost spread from the man's feet, and the weird fire stick-like thing returned to Ye Yu's palm. Then, it was different from every time in the past. This time, the frost surrounding Ye Yu did not reveal any edge to the outside world, but slowly gathered in the palm of the master's hand, dedicating all the biting cold to himself. owner.

A moment later, the long sword made entirely of frost appeared in Ye Yu's palm.

"Come on, Aisi, I will defeat you in the area you are best at."

The endless power of the elements!

Terrible forbidden power!

Ye Yu's slightly curled lips revealed a somewhat strange smile.

Ace frowned slightly. She keenly felt something had changed on Ye Yu in front of her, but she couldn't determine what it was.

But it is certain that such a change is very dangerous. It is as dangerous as a poisonous snake.

"This is not the power of ice and snow...but the power of frost!"

Among the gods, a certain god who knew the truth said so.

"What's the difference between ice and snow... and frost?"

Hestia was stunned for a moment, looking confused.

"Ice and snow are magic, and frost...it is a power that is exerted directly using one's own body as a carrier."

The god opened his mouth to explain, paused slightly, and after confirming the eyes of the gods present on him, he spoke again.

"Although ice magic is rare, it is not special. Any normal magician can use it. For example, Riveria, her favorite spell seems to be ice magic, right?"

"The Winter of Ecstasy Finbul is almost the same as that kid, the magic that unreasonably freezes a large area in front of you."

Loki curled his lips and said this, and the god nodded and continued.

"Ice magic is not uncommon, but the power of frost is different. If I have to talk about it after the frost, it should be a certain kind of talent, a power inherited from the race."

"Oh...what race's inherited power is it?"

The gods asked curiously, and the god's expression became serious.

"The Undead!"

Only undead creatures can possess the power of frost!

The body of the living cannot contain this elemental power that can freeze even blood. Only the unclean undead can contain it.

"Are you kidding? How could Ye Yu be an undead? He is a human being. Even if he is not a human being, he is still alive. A living person with body temperature, heartbeat, and blood flowing!"

But soon, this god's view was refuted by Hestia.

"Well... I don't know about this. I'm just giving you a little knowledge. Anyway, the power he uses is definitely the power of frost. As for whether the power of frost is a patent for undead creatures, I'm afraid it's only the God of Death or the God of Hades. Did you just find out? Well... Of course, it would be easy for the blood descendants of Death and Hades to use such power, right?"

When the god said this, the hall suddenly became quiet, because whether it was the God of Death or the God of Hades in his mouth, they were both guys that gods did not want to see.

There is Hades, the god of underworld, and Hela, the god of death. To be honest, the gods are not even willing to mention their names.

"Hahaha... How could they be the descendants of those two lunatics? It's impossible. They were driven back not long after they came down."

One of the gods said with a smile, and the other gods also laughed and echoed.

At first, the God of Death and the God of Hades were idle all day long and wanted to cause massacre, but they were thrown back to the God Realm by the alliance of gods. There's no telling what trouble will happen if the two of them continue to stay in the world.

"Well...instead of thinking about these messy things, let's continue watching the game. The situation of Miss Ess may not be very objective."

The atmosphere gradually relaxed, and as one of the gods spoke, the gods focused their attention on the mirror again.