"So cold!"
This chilling aura spread out, freezing the void, and even Ying Yue felt the slight coldness, involuntarily shivering.
As for the three groups, they were naturally even more vulnerable. Seven or eight of the Totem Gods immediately began to shiver, teeth chattering, and frost covered their bodies.
"Lord Fransat, what are you doing?"
Seeing the situation, the three groups panicked, and the Minotaur strongman, pointing with his giant axe, stepped forward and questioned angrily.
"What am I doing? Of course, I'm going to kill you all!"
The golden armored young man, Fransat, gave an evil smile and cackled.
"Lord, you are not following the rules!"
A toad-headed figure with lumps on his face said gloomily, "What did you say before coming to Cobalt Star? Everyone would enter Cobalt Star together and fairly compete for the treasure based on ability, whoever grabs it owns it. But now?
Aren't you, the young Lord of the Frozen Demon Frieza bloodline, going back on your word?"
