Apotheosis

Both Libby and Elizabeth were also extremely nervous.

While they couldn't see the giant with their own eyes, they had already been attacked by his hands before.

If his strike landed, they would both have already been dead.

But they were left with no other choice.

Covered by the Divine Fire Shield, Zen retreated step by step.

Meanwhile, the Moon Fire Slaves moved forward at the same pace, with the Chill Ice Slaves and the Magical Thunder Slaves approaching from the other directions.

Three thousand feet...

Two thousand feet...

When Zen retreated to within two thousand feet from the Cold Prison, the Five-Element Slaves entered the bald giant's range of attack.

As he retreated, Zen observed the creature when he could.

The giant maintained his original posture, keeping his eyes wide open.

'The giant seems really calm, ' Zen thought to himself. 'Does he want to capture all these Five-Element Slaves in one go?'

One thousand feet...

Five hundred feet...

Zen turned back frequently, which drew the Five-Element Slaves' attention.

The Moon Fire Slave leading the group chuckled, "Brat, why do you keep looking back? Can you see what's in the Cold Prison??"

The Moon Fire Slaves, the Chill Ice Slaves, and the Magical Thunder Slaves all knew of the bald giant trapped in the Cold Prison. To get him in there, the Element Spirit race had to pour in great effort—as the slaves of this race, they had to do everything just to imprison the creature.

But now that the bald giant was trapped, he could barely move, and was no longer as threatening as he had been before.

Nevertheless, the Moon Fire Slave couldn't help but feel a bit confused by Zen's behavior.

Zen should have only been seeing light dots in the Cold Prison, so what was he looking at?

As Zen continued retreating, he smiled as he said, "Of course I can."

"If you can see clearly, then can you tell me what lies in the Cold Prison?" from the left, a Magical Thunder Slave sneered.

Naturally, none of them believed Zen could see within the prison.

Zen's eyes narrowed at the challenge.

It was a critical moment.

The Primeval Lord of Heaven had correctly guessed the bald giant's mental state.

He had been intensely irritable since his imprisonment—he hated all creatures on the Other Shore.

It was no wonder he lau

ighting the Element Spirit race, so he knew that the flame creatures were driven by spiritual cores.

By rolling his hands, he ground and crushed all the Moon Fire Slaves' armors, along with their bodies' spiritual cores.

When the giant raised his hands, only armor debris remained on the ice, while the Moon Fire Slaves perished along with their spiritual cores.

The Chill Ice Slaves and the Magical Thunder Slaves were all stunned by the sudden attack.

All of them froze abruptly.

Without anyone to give an order, they didn't know how to deal with the situation—they were all hesitant and stuck in place.

"Bang!"

The giant's hands moved decisively toward the Chill Ice Slaves at an incredible speed—he swatted at them as though they were mere mosquitoes in summer.

The Chill Ice Slaves immediately changed their form once they saw the hands approaching.

But just as the Moon Fire Slaves did, the Chill Ice Slaves' lives depended on their spiritual cores. They only differed in that the Moon Fire Slaves had fire spiritual cores, while Chill Ice Slaves had water spiritual cores.

As the giant hands continued rolling over the icy surface, the Chill Ice Slaves perished.

And with that, the bald giant then targeted the Magical Thunder Slaves.

As it turned out, the bald giant was much smarter than Zen had expected.

The creature seemed to know that the Magical Thunder Slaves lacked spiritual cores, making them a more difficult kill. So his hands suddenly flew in the air, pushing the Magical Thunder Slaves into the Cold Prison.