Chapter 460: Fish

Chapter 460: Fish



Sylas immediately eliminated several things.

Using <Arctic King's Domain> would be foolish. They would just end up dying to the poison in a few seconds. The attacking spells were a decent option because the Arctic Emperor Cobra had never had great attacking ability. They would only do 100-200 Damage a piece, and so long as he controlled them well, it might be fine...

But the problem with that approach was that the Damage of the Arctic Emperor Cobra wouldn't stop there. He had even made it far too strong. The residual Ice-Poison effect would accumulate after the fact. So unless he used Rune Soul to expel the attack every time, they would eventually die to accumulated Damage as well.

Sylas hadn't thought that he would ever run into a problem where his cards were too powerful for the situation, but here he was. If he was careless, he could ruin everything.

Even if he tried to use the Arctic Emperor Cobra to bulldoze its way through everything, just its Physical stats alone were too ridiculous. He would have to ask it to hold back. But if he did that, then it would be obvious that there was a scheme or ploy at hand here. There was no way an existence like the City Lord wouldn't be able to tell a beast wasn't using their Physical to its full potential.

That was doubly so considering this City Lord definitely had experience outside the bounds of what Sylas could understand. After all, he was a Sylph.

All of these thoughts flashed through Sylas' head in an instant.

Since he had dared to do this... he had his own plans.

Suddenly, the aura of the Arctic Emperor Cobra dimmed considerably, before shooting up again, and then being repressed once more.

The wild fluctuations of the Arctic Emperor Cobra's aura caught the experts off guard. Although they didn't understand what was happening, they realized that this beast wasn't nearly as dangerous thanks to this.

It was then the Arctic Emperor Cobra let out a bellow, the confusion in its eyes disappearing as it charged forward.

Everything was within the purview of his calculations, and he found that he could perfectly fine-tune the Effectiveness of his Beast Totem, measuring exactly how much he wanted to suppress the Arctic Emperor Cobra and exactly how much he wanted to buff it.

As expected, around this time, City Lord Orciulius was observing every little thing. He already had his own conclusions about what was happening here, but most importantly... there was a light of greed in his eyes.

Such a powerful Level 19 beast with such an odd curse-like affliction wasn't something you came across every day. The odds that it had Silver Genes were also quite decent.

However, the City Lord didn't make a move immediately. The battlefield was a mess because of the Arctic Emperor Cobra, but there were a large number of other beasts pouring out as well. Although he didn't fear them, there was no easy way to take down the Arctic Emperor Cobra.

By the same token, Sylas was patient. So patient, in fact, that it didn't even seem like he was breathing very frequently at all.

He bided his time like he was playing a game of chess, slowly pushing the Arctic Emperor Cobra up the board until it seemed like it was being lured closer and closer to the City Lord.

Then the fish bit.

Rolland gave out a command and two of his Generals swarmed toward the Arctic Emperor Cobra.

They were certainly no joke. They were both Level 36s and had eye-watering stats.

For the first time, Sylas began to allow the Arctic Emperor Cobra to suffer some wounds... mostly because he didn't even have a choice in the matter. These Generals were certainly strong enough to deal Damage even if the Arctic Emperor Cobra was at its best.

However, with the Hibernation Realm in his back pocket, Sylas went all in.

Beneath his closed eyes, two slits seemed to split his irises apart.