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Chapter 900: 742 Catalina: Allow Me to Be Arrogant for a Moment_2

Chapter 900: Chapter 742 Catalina: Allow Me to Be Arrogant for a Moment_2

The Dawn Beast confronted head-on, without hesitation!

“Boom!”

Two forces of faith energy clashed and erupted, engulfing several miles in a pale, chilling frost. Snowflakes drifted in the air, and frost spread inch by inch across the streets and buildings.

The Eastern Continent had always experienced mild winters, with no snow for centuries.

But at this moment.

A mist of white permeated, encasing most of Franks City-State in ice.

Catalina felt the rapid depletion of energy within her. Her expression turned from astonishment to solemnity, her previously lofty demeanor subdued.

“Don’t face him head-on.”

Suddenly.

A chilly voice reached Catalina’s ear.

She turned her head to see Xu Shuo, who just moments ago had been closing his eyes in disinterest, now reopening them and narrowing them sharply toward the center of the mist-covered battlefield.

Xu Shuo looked over at her: “The item I sent to you earlier—did you get it?”

Catalina instinctively replied: “Got it.”

“Did you use it?”

“Use…”

Mid-sentence, Catalina snapped to realization.

She tightened the arm that was wrapped around the waist of the young man, her expression cold as she retorted: “Hmph, our statuses now are not what they were before. Your current power doesn’t surpass mine anymore, so you’d better behave!”

Xu Shuo shot her a glance filled with disdain, as if looking at an idiot.

Then he continued: “Withdraw your Guardian God’s Acolyte. Otherwise, he will drain your strength. Don’t engage directly; just probe his depths for now.”

Catalina felt somewhat frustrated.

This man might not have verbally insulted her.

But his condescending gaze was even more vexing.

And what was even worse—he seemed utterly unfazed by her threats.

The key issue was that, though she was deeply unwilling to follow his command and withdraw her Guardian God’s Acolyte, she had already realized that her faith energy was steadily being drained.

Amid the battlefield steeped in frost.

Although the Dawn Beast hadn’t been directly extinguished in the recent clash, it had suffered considerable damage—and bizarrely continued to overconsume faith energy.

The enemy’s techniques.

Were unsettlingly unconventional!

With reluctance evident in her eyes, Catalina had no choice but to swiftly recall her Guardian God’s Acolyte.

As she scanned the white mist-filled battlefield, she noticed that her opponent had already vanished. The area suffused with the power of Dawn Faith, which should have been fully in her field of vision.

But Wald XVIII seemed especially adept at hiding.

Catalina’s nerves tightened instantly.

She raised her hand, sweeping away the mist pervading the city-state.

The desolate, bitter wind roared past, brushing through the open windows and doors of the buildings, emitting an eerie hollow sound.

“Strange, my stamina…”

Catalina furrowed her brows deeply.

Although recalling her Guardian God’s Acolyte paused the drain of faith energy, her internal strength continued to deplete at a slow pace.

Xu Shuo mused aloud: “Cold itself is also harm. If that’s the case, he’s not far away.”

Wald XVIII’s Mixed-blood Elf heritage differed greatly from ordinary hybrids.

It was a bloodline imbued with the power of Dawn Faith.

Hence, his physique and Catalina’s, in a certain sense, could be considered of the same lineage.

And this level of cold—while normal for Catalina—meant the triple damage reflected back amounted to nothing.

However, Extreme Frost’s chilling force stemmed directly from Catalina’s own power.

So the reflected force was transformed into stamina depletion?

If that really were the case.

This ability was nearly unbeatable.

Because any injury inflicted, by whatever means, could be returned threefold—even misaligned attacks weren’t exempt.

But the Script Space likely wouldn’t allow truly invincible abilities.

After all, maintaining balance in the game was key.

Xu Shuo focused, lost in thought.

He suddenly realized that deploying his Northern Messenger’s technique earlier may have been premature, but at that point, he hadn’t understood Wald XVIII’s ability to pinpoint his movements so precisely.

Considering it now, no anomalies had presented themselves over the past few days.

Whether from the City of Light to the Tunus City-State.

Or from the Western Continent to the Far North.

Not even the Holy Court’s army or the Knight Order had shown any signs out of the ordinary.

Looking back, perhaps the opponent didn’t care about him heading north to contact the Silver Shield Legion at all.

The Silver Shield Legion was only tens of thousands strong.

So as time dragged on.

Once Saint Vlaro Empire’s thirty-six military districts united their forces, tens of thousands against millions wouldn’t warrant speculation about the outcome.

Thus.

Solving the issue of Wald XVIII tonight was imperative!

Xu Shuo quickly reviewed his available techniques internally.

But he found that, aside from Witch Cerys, no other approach could counter Wald XVIII’s abilities!

Xu Shuo fell silently into contemplation.

What’s the point of having so many Character Cards!

…

“Hm?”

Just as Xu Shuo was lost in thought.

Catalina, who was still intently searching for the enemy, seemed to notice something. She raised her hand, stirring up gale-force winds as countless ice spikes crystallized mid-air, violently hurtling toward a nearby building.

Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam!

The entire pointed rooftop was pierced through by the ice spikes.

Soon, the walls crumbled with a thunderous crash, revealing the man leisurely seated within.

In the room, there was a single intact floorboard left, and Wald XVIII sat cross-legged on a chair. If this were a banquet hall, he might even have had a glass of wine in hand.

The cold swirled around him.

Wald XVIII felt the icy sting prickling his skin but remained unbothered.

In fact, he had been sitting here for quite some time.

Rushing into a direct confrontation was far from a wise strategy; he preferred draining his enemy’s stamina bit by bit before emerging to clean up at the end.

Moreover, this particular Elf’s combat methods seemed quite one-dimensional, and the Elf Clan’s command over ice and snow was something he was well-acquainted with—making it all the less daunting.

But now that the opponent had noticed something was amiss and had voluntarily recalled her Guardian God’s Acolyte.

Wald XVIII had new plans in mind.

“Attacking me won’t do you any good.”

Wald XVIII chuckled: “You’ve realized this too, haven’t you? Catalina, how about we make a deal?”

Catalina stared at him coldly.

The man stood up, sauntering toward her: “If you’re concerned about your Elf Clan’s dwindling faith energy, then you should talk to your headstrong predecessor. Incidentally, your sister was involved too in facilitating my great-great-great-grandmother and a human conceiving the first hybrid offspring.”

His words successfully made Catalina’s expression twist briefly as she glared daggers at him.

The previous Executor of Dawn had done such a thing.

Yet her sister had known about it all along and kept it secret from her.

Not to mention, her sister had consorted with the human empire for so many years.

Catalina felt a suffocating mix of humiliation and rage!

Wald XVIII continued: “Still, so much time has passed. This old history doesn’t matter much to us now; the real issue is the present outcome, isn’t it?”

“Cut to the chase. Stop wasting words.” Catalina’s expression was hostile.

“I’ve heard the Ice and Snow Elves are in decline and nearing extinction. As someone bearing the Dawn Faith and Ice and Snow Elf bloodlines, and being the ruler of this continent now, this empire could be considered part of the Elf Clan, couldn’t it?”

Wald XVIII’s lips curved into a smile: “In a way, this empire is already yours.”

Catalina’s gaze flickered, momentarily dazed.

Wald XVIII extended his hand toward her: “If you want to pass on the Ice and Snow Elf heritage, rather than choosing the Executor of the Light Faith, why not choose me, someone bearing the bloodline of Dawn Faith?”

The man’s smile was sincere, his enchanting blue eyes radiating with a silvery glow, exuding warmth as he gazed intently at the Ice and Snow Elf opposite him.

“Wouldn’t that be better, Catalina?”

Catalina’s pupils widened slightly.

Her razor-sharp slit pupils subtly contracted and dilated; the frost swirling around her trembled unevenly, revealing her inner unrest.

Meanwhile, during their exchange.

The young man trapped by her embrace remained silent, motionless, his silver hair draping down obscuring much of his face, leaving his expression indiscernible.

Catalina’s thoughts were muddled.

In a way, she had indeed stayed with the Holy See of Light in hopes of preserving the Elf Bloodline.

With the Ice and Snow Elves extinct, continuing their bloodline meant Mixed-blood Elves were the only viable path.

So choosing one with the Dawn Faith’s lineage.

Wasn’t that indeed the best option?

But…

But…

The next instant.

Catalina snapped back to lucidity, raised her palm, and delivered a sharp slap.

“Get lost! Are you even worthy?!”

…

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