Even though several of his summoned beasts were already blocking from all directions, some managed to slip through and reach Qian'Er and the Frostglory Bone Dragon's side.
"Town Suppressing King, I want your life!"
Several alien races shouted, their target clearly aimed at Qian'Er. They weren't from any of the victor races, but rather smaller, less significant ones.
The victor races had dealt with Qian'Er so many times that they had learned their lesson and wouldn't even consider attacking him.
They simply didn't believe they could actually harm Qian'Er.
Moreover, there was a Frostglory Bone Dragon by Qian'Er's side. Attacking Qian'Er at this time was no different from seeking death.
Qian'Er now held a divine title, so naturally, he wouldn't cower before them. A cruel smile adorned his face as he stood his ground, not retreating in the slightest, waiting for these alien races to attack.
At the same time, the golden and silver wheels behind his head began to emit a strong light.
Simultaneously, the Frostglory Bone Dragon in mid-air was also fighting against those Icefang Dragons who were charging forward with a death wish.
The Icefang Dragons' last reserves were currently working hard to absorb the demigod's opportunity below.
And the True Kings had already been mostly killed in the previous slaughter.
The difference in strength was not something that could be easily compensated for by simply being forced into a desperate situation.
No matter how firm their will, in the eyes of the Frostglory Bone Dragon, they were no different from children throwing a tantrum after having their toys snatched away.
The Frostglory Bone Dragon spread its pair of crystalline bone wings, and at the same time, its claws opened, its body instantly covered in a blue light.
Then, endless ice blades condensed in front of it, incomparably sharp, like a dense rain, stabbing towards those Icefang Dragons.
"Seniors, hold on!"
An Icefang Dragon shouted with red eyes, filled with grief and determination.
These Icefang Dragons crossed their claws, erecting a tall ice wall, blocking the ice blades from reaching them.
The next second, the ice blades slammed into the ice wall, surprisingly allowing the Icefang Dragon race to hold on for a few seconds, firmly embedded in the ice wall.
However, it was only limited to a few seconds.
The Frostglory Bone Dragon remained in the same posture as before, with more and more ice blades condensing in front of it, wrapped in whistling winds, constantly stabbing towards that ice wall.
The ice wall was quickly smashed through, and scattered ice blocks fell downwards.
Then, the Frostglory Bone Dragon's body transformed into an afterimage, instantly reaching an Icefang Dragon.
Without the slightest hesitation, it bit through the Icefang Dragon's neck, and blood sprayed out into the air.
The remaining Icefang Dragons were even more grief-stricken and indignant at this scene, mixed with endless fear. They gritted their teeth and took advantage of this opportunity to launch an attack on the Frostglory Bone Dragon.
Several streams of frost energy struck the Frostglory Bone Dragon, but the effect was minimal.
The Frostglory Bone Dragon casually tossed away the Icefang Dragon it had bitten to death, its eyes deeply looking at the several Icefang Dragons around it. Its segmented white bone tail was like a whip, swinging out a full circle around its body.
These Icefang Dragons were sent flying.
The Frostglory Bone Dragon's eyes flickered, and the energy in its body surged up, with several rays of Frostglory light shooting out towards the Icefang Dragons.
Immediately afterwards, sharp bone spurs began to grow continuously on the ground, and the area beneath those Icefang Dragons was like a mountain of knives, leaving them no place to stand.
The Frostglory light struck those Icefang Dragons, firmly sending them into the bone spurs.
Those Icefang Dragons only felt that their internal organs seemed to be shattered by the enormous force of the Frostglory light, and their blood was deeply congealed by the cold.
Even though they were all ice-type races, they had no way to resist this deep chill.
During the process of falling, some of them were unwilling, but their bodies were no longer under their control.
Even simple actions like closing their eyes or saying a word were impossible to perform.
The congealed blood made them feel oxygen-deprived, and they could no longer tell whether they were seeing darkness due to lack of oxygen, or whether the night was already so dark.
The next second, all the Icefang Dragons were pierced by the sharp bone spurs.
And all of them died with their eyes wide open.
The Frostglory Bone Dragon solved these people, looking down, and saw that Qian'Er had already suffered a siege.
Qian'Er held a fist blade, his face already full of blood, his body moving extremely nimbly among the myriad races.
Originally, there were only a few fish that slipped through the net, and he solved them very easily.
But the Myriad Races Federation quickly discovered the pattern, and those few summoned beasts were surrounded, and they took the opportunity to pass through the crowd. As more and more alien races surrounded him, Qian'Er had to concentrate and fight.
Fortunately, with his current physical fitness, dealing with these guys who couldn't even be considered victor races was not too suspenseful.
Especially since this kind of close-quarters melee combat was his most suitable fighting style, not afraid of being kited. Qian'Er kept dodging in the encirclement of the crowd.
At the same time, the fist blade was ready to strike at any time, and whenever it was swung, it was like a venomous snake staring at its prey, and it would definitely bring back the enemy's blood.
From time to time, Qian'Er would forcibly pull the nearest unlucky person to block the gun, and for a time, the hearts of the myriad races were filled with horror!
This is a summoner? A summoner who can beat up summoned beasts?!
Although Qian'Er looked bloody at the moment, only they knew that none of that blood flowed from Qian'Er!
The reason was very simple. Whenever they were about to succeed, a golden light would suddenly rise from Qian'Er's body, forcibly blocking their offensive from the outside.
Even the magic attacks of those allies in the air were all defended by that golden light!
Weird!
Too weird!
The Frostglory Bone Dragon said nothing, roared to the sky, and the giant dragon Dharma form descended from the sky, overlooking the tiny myriad races.
Then, that Dharma form began to wave its palm downwards, and at the same time, it kept summoning ice cones, falling from the sky and smashing towards the myriad races.
"Bang!"
The huge dragon claw instantly slapped the alien race on Qian'Er's side into meat paste.
The huge sound here also attracted the attention of the races fighting with other summoned beasts, and they looked at the Frostglory Bone Dragon in the air in shock, only feeling their livers and guts trembling!
"Find the foundation of the Eight Races Alliance, kill them all first, don't worry about me!"
Qian'Er said through the summoning contract, and then, he grabbed an alien race next to him and locked him firmly in front of his chest.
The offensive of another alien race was about to reach Qian'Er, and seeing this scene, he widened his eyes, wanting to take back some of his strength, but it was too late.
His attack instantly pierced through the shield that Qian'Er had found, and then hit Qian'Er. A familiar golden light flashed.
Still unscathed!
This monster!
The next second, the sharp fist blade pierced into his neck.
Qian'Er had a new piece of blood on his face.
