Chapter 394: Handsome but Must Die

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Storm of Blue Needles!

It had to be Prince Mus Dake—his reaction speed was jaw-dropping. The spell gesture he had just formed actually shifted again in that split second. This wasn’t just spell-chaining—it was outright transformation of magical energy! His command over ice sorcery was staggering. Frost from the surrounding area surged instantly, forming no fewer than seven thick layers of ice walls. White veins ran across their surfaces, signaling an astonishing level of defense.

Yet, *thwick-thwick-thwick...*

A sharp, rapid series of piercing sounds rang out. The first five layers were instantly shredded, riddled with holes. Under the relentless barrage of blue flames, they began to smolder and melt rapidly! Only the last two layers barely held firm. Even so, the sixth layer was pockmarked with countless tiny punctures, barely managing to stay intact.

Cold sweat broke out across Mus Dake’s body, while gasps erupted from the audience around the arena.

A flicker of blue flame flashed through Winnie’s eyes. To block her Storm of Blue Needles head-on—this guy was strong, but still a little green.

The moment the needles exploded, she had already launched into motion, appearing behind Mus Dake in a flash, two fire needles raised high in her hands.

*Shlick-shlick!*

Without hesitation, the two blue needles pierced through Mus Dake’s shoulders. The blue flames detonated instantly, igniting his entire body!

Every spectator’s mouth fell open in shock. The entire arena fell into pin-drop silence.

Even Winnie herself was momentarily stunned. His ice had blocked her blue flames before—clearly an evolved ability. She had expected these two shots to merely immobilize him at most, but this…?

Holy hell—even someone as cocky as Winnie felt a jolt of fear. After all, this was the Duchy of Londom. And this was their most cherished prince. If she’d actually killed him…

Forget the damn match—Winnie’s first instinct was to shout for the Old Wang Squad to run for it. But then—

Wait—

The burning 'Mus Dake' was seen rapidly melting, and in the next second, a powerful wave of frost swirled and thickened around Winnie once more.

This time, it was no mere frostfall. The freezing air in the sky solidified into hundreds of translucent ice roses, scattering through the air and encircling Winnie, trapping her completely. Through the gaps between the ice roses, a snow-white figure could be seen standing gracefully ahead.

The women in the stands, who had nearly suffered heart attacks moments ago, were now practically hysterical with excitement.

"He's so handsome, so cool! Ah, Prince Mus, you're like an angel—you've completely won me over!"

"What an incredible offense and defense, such perfect clone techniques and counters! Prince Mus, you're our idol!"

"Goodness, how can there be such a perfect warrior in this world? If I can't marry him, what's the point of living?"

An Ice Doppelgänger?

Winnie's face darkened instantly.

Shit, this bastard's actually good! Even someone as sharp as me got fooled!

A smug voice chuckled nearby: "Winnie Lee, I'll give you one last chance to surrender. You can—"

Faced with the dense cluster of ice roses and that arrogant tone, Winnie shot back with just five words: "You pansy, at it again—"

"You—!" Mus Dake finally lost his princely composure.

His outstretched fingers suddenly clenched, and the ice roses surrounding Winnie whirled furiously. Each spinning petal became a razor-sharp blade, unleashing a whirlwind of razor-sharp petals aimed directly at her.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Amidst the gaps between the countless ice roses, an azure glow erupted, radiating outward like a fiery shield resisting the onslaught. At the same time, a faint spatial distortion shimmered subtly in the air.

Couldn’t resist summoning her Demon Bear after all, huh?

A faint smile crept onto Mus Dake’s face as he reached into his robe. He had assessed the power balance between him and Winnie Lee—their base strength was roughly equal, with Winnie, who had fully mastered advanced blue flames, possibly holding a slight edge. But after all, the arena was in Londom… With the hometown advantage, he could steadily suppress Winnie. The only real gap between them was that Demon Bear. To secure victory, he had to eliminate that threat. For this purpose, he had specially prepared an item—a treasure designed to counter Spirit Beasts: the Spirit-Sealing Orb!

Everyone knew that summoning a Spirit Beast required first throwing a spirit card to form a summoning array. Such arrays could, in fact, be reversed or forcibly terminated. The Spirit-Sealing Orb in his hand was specifically designed for this purpose. If thrown accurately and timely onto the opponent’s spirit card or summoning array, it guaranteed they wouldn’t even summon so much as a minnow! Of course, this trick was easy to counter—after all, it was just a bead that could be kicked away. But the problem was, Winnie Lee, pinned down by his attacks, clearly had no capacity to interfere.

This fight was in the bag!

Mus Dake knew he had already won.

Since Winnie hadn’t summoned her Spirit Beast before the battle, she was never gonna get that summon off! As for accusations of using external items being despicable… Pfft, as if that matters. If Wang Feng was allowed to use Skyburst Grenades, why couldn’t Mus Dake use a Spirit-Sealing Orb?

He couldn’t help but smirk—only for that smirk to freeze abruptly the next second.

Where was the summoning array?

The dimensional ripple just now had been unmistakable. Mus Dake couldn’t have misjudged it. But the damn problem was—there was no summoning array on the ground!

As he stood there gaping, a terrifying whoosh of air roared behind him, accompanied by a wave of scorching heat.

Being both a warrior and a witch, Mus’ reflexes were sharp. His body leaped high into the air—but as fast as he jumped, the attack behind him was faster.

SMACK!

Two massive bear paws wreathed in raging blue flames clapped together violently, like swatting an oversized mosquito. Mus Dake felt as if he could hear his bones shattering in that instant. Then, his soul power scattered entirely, sending him into burning oblivion as he lost consciousness.

Demon Bear’s Bone-Crushing Hug!

The previously roaring coliseum went dead quiet. Men and women alike stared blankly at the scene below, utterly stunned.

The ice roses assaulting Winnie, now devoid of Mus’ control, quickly dissipated into mist. Winnie withdrew her blue-flame shield and glanced at Mus Dake, who lay there like a sack of potatoes. Spotting the Spirit-Sealing Orb rolling out of his hand, she instantly understood everything.

"Amateur hour, daring to challenge me? I was wondering who gave you the balls." Winnie scoffed, shooting him a disdainful look. "I don’t even need a spirit card within twenty meters!"

Rose Team had won the first match, but the stands were surprisingly light on boos. The crowd watched nervously, some choking back sobs, as a Ghost-level exorcist rushed onto the field to halt the match. The exorcist first cast a series of purification spells over Mus Dake before conducting a thorough examination.

After about ten seconds, the exorcist sighed in relief and signaled for attendants to carefully carry their star prince away. He then waved to the crowd, indicating that Mus was not seriously injured.

An audible wave of relief swept through the stands. After prolonged murmuring, many women burst into tears, while the men around them offered comfort or engaged in heated discussions. For a moment, it seemed everyone had forgotten about Rose Team—no one bothered to curse them.

While the prince’s fans in the stands were having complete meltdowns, Winter Holy Sanctuary’s team still had matches to continue.

For the second round, Londom had to send their next fighter. With their captain unconscious, the vice-captain had to take charge.

All eyes turned to the vice-captain—a girl who was clearly nervous, though undeniably beautiful. Frankly, her strength didn’t qualify her for the main team, but who’s gonna argue when she’s Mus Dake’s latest fling? After all, substitute members weren’t required to fight...

She was useless in a fight and clueless about tactics. As she stood there anxiously—

"I’ll go." A girl in ice-witch robes stepped forward, gripping a witch staff, her face like ice as she glared at Rose Team. This girl was also one of the prince’s lovers—though a former one. The only difference from the current lover was that she actually had strength.

"Collinsna!"

The stands, still reeling from the Ice Prince’s defeat, echoed with half-hearted clapping and some guys yelling amid the women’s weeping and cursing—with no real energy behind them.

On Old Wang’s side, he simply smiled and high-fived Winnie as she stepped down before calling out, "Kela."

Seeing the female orc step forward for Rose, Collinsna’s eyes narrowed slightly.

For this battle, Winter Holy Sanctuary had done thorough preparation. Apart from Mapeier who hadn't made an appearance yet, they had a deep understanding of every warrior from Rose.

Kela's Soul Javelin was devastatingly lethal. With remarkable speed, formidable strength, and exceptional close-combat prowess, she had previously defeated Nailuo Luo—a higher-ranked fire witch from the Fire Holy Sanctuary—making her an opponent not to be underestimated. However...

Her victory over Nailuo Luo was due to her astonishing fire resistance, undoubtedly honed by daily training with a supreme fire witch like Winnie Lee in their team. But everyone has weaknesses, and Collinsna refused to believe this orc could also possess extraordinary ice resistance! As a primarily melee-focused warrior, once controlled by an ice witch, she would be utterly toyed with like a cat toying with a mouse—and Collinsna happened to be the most skilled control-focused ice witch in Winter Holy Sanctuary's team!

Crack, crack, crack...

Collinsna wasted no words, nor did she bother greeting an orc. While Kela was still entering the arena, the freezing aura around Collinsna had already begun spreading outward from beneath her feet.

Every school of witchcraft had its own diversity—pure destructive power wasn't always the best. Some focused on defense, others on control, or sustained effects. Given individual talents, no one could master every aspect to perfection. Balanced development often led to mediocrity; truly smart individuals, when lacking innate talent, usually chose to specialize in one direction.

Collinsna was such a person. No matter how hard she trained, her Ice Spike Thrust remained lackluster, but control spells like Frostfall and Ice Prison came naturally to her, with exceptional adaptability and talent. Thus, she specialized in this field, refining her skills to become Winter Holy Sanctuary's renowned control master.

As her freezing aura expanded, large patches of ice crystals instantly formed on the ground, and the surrounding temperature plummeted. A small bird that happened to fly over the frost-covered area suddenly stiffened mid-flight, its wings locking up before it dropped like a stone, frozen solid into an ice block upon impact. The sheer intensity of the cold was staggering—even surpassing Mus Dake's earlier Frostfall spell.