Rayder's heart stirred upon hearing the Cold God's words.
It seemed like there was some truth in what she said, but Rayder knew he was not the same as ordinary people.
Unless someone killed him, his lifespan was nearly endless—perhaps even longer than the Cold God's.
From her tone, it was clear: she had no intention of letting him walk away alive.
Faced with that reality, Rayder saw no reason to remain polite. He replied sharply:
"Since you look at death so lightly, why don't you try dying?"
His words were rude, but Rayder didn't care anymore. He wanted to see how she would react.
Unexpectedly, the Cold God answered calmly:
"I have died many times. I have reincarnated as animals and humans."
Rayder's expression froze.
This woman is way too straightforward…
He forced an awkward laugh.
"Heh… looks like you've had quite a colorful life."
The Cold God continued, expression unchanged:
"Within your body exist two opposing magical energies—ice and fire.
As time passes, their conflict will intensify. Ultimately, you will die."
Rayder immediately shot back:
"You don't need to worry about me. If you're not going to make a move, I'm leaving."
In his heart, he knew that with Ghidorah's constant improvement, his physical body had become far too strong for mere magical imbalance to be a threat.
But Rayder's casual dismissal clearly angered the Cold God.
Her eyes narrowed, filled with cold fury.
How dare this insignificant human treat her words so lightly?
A terrifying cold aura rolled out from her, freezing the world around them.
But Rayder was already prepared.
The moment that icy wave surged toward him, the three dragons reacted simultaneously.
Ghidorah moved first.
All three heads opened at the same time, unleashing three golden streams of lightning—intertwining midair into a single gravity ray.
The beam tore through the ice wave like a thunderbolt and shot straight toward the Cold God.
Immediately after, two Dragon Flames—one red, one black—roared forth like twin fire serpents, combining with the gravity ray as they charged toward her.
Ice and fire collided violently.
Frost and flames exploded in the air, twisting the space between them, as if the sky itself would rip apart.
When the explosion finally faded, Rayder could see the Cold God again.
She stood unharmed.
A thin ice-blue barrier covered her body—fragile-looking, laced with cracks, like glass about to shatter.
Rayder smirked.
"So she can be hurt. She only barely blocked it."
His confidence increased. He hadn't even used his full strength yet.
But he didn't intend to stay and fight—not now.
Right now, what he needed most was time to grow.
Once he became stronger, he would come back and tear down her altar in the Land of Eternal Winter.
And then?
He would throw her into a volcano and let her experience real warmth.
Even as thoughts raced through his mind, Rayder moved.
In one swift motion, he grabbed the ice spear, leaped onto Ghidorah's back, and shouted through mental communication:
"We're leaving! Now!"
To buy Im more time, Rayder ordered Ghidorah to fire again.
Ghidorah roared, unleashing another gravity ray, streaking across the sky like a golden meteor.
The Cold God did not dodge.
Instead, she spread her hands.
The snow and ice around her began to move—reacting like living things.
At first, the snowfall swirled slowly around her like a gentle storm.
Then faster.
Then violently.
A vortex formed, growing larger and larger, pulling in every flake of snow nearby.
By the time the gravity ray hit, the swirling snow compressed into a gigantic snowball, acting like a shield.
The impact blew apart the outer layers of the snowball into glittering crystals, but the core held firm.
Meanwhile—
Rayder had already bought the time he needed.
Im ascended first, flapping into the sky.
Aegon followed immediately behind.
Rayder shouted at Ghidorah:
"Stop playing! RUN!"
Finally snapping out of its battle focus, Ghidorah turned sharply and beat its wings—rising at incredible speed.
Behind them, wrapped in the snow sphere, the Cold God smiled.
Softly, she began to chant.
No one could hear the words.
But the effect was immediate.
The snowball expanded—swelling like something pushing outward from inside.
CRACK—
The sphere shattered like an eggshell.
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