Chapter 41: The Weaving Shadow Nest Is Your Most Loyal Servant!
Things went down the way Orktor anticipated.
There was only one thing he had misjudged—from the very start, the demon king had never intended to negotiate with them. That was why he provoked them time and time again so that they would lose their rationality.
It was too late by the time Orktor realized that, and it didn’t help his reaction was slower than his enemy too.
“Frost Blast!”
A cold blue light surged across the dark hall and accurately struck the center of the lizardman envoys’ formation.
Roan had started channeling this spell from the moment Arakdor pledged loyalty to him on behalf of the Weaving Shadow Nest. Ice element spells weren’t his field of specialty, but they were the most effective weapon against the fire-resistant, pierce-resistant lizardmen.
Their fear of coldness was one of the reasons they were called four-legged snakes.
Five lizardmen failed to dodge in time and were struck squarely by the cold blue light.
Explosions of frost followed, causing coldness to seep into the surroundings. The five lizardmen were turned into ice sculptures before they could let out a squeak.