In the Name of the Queen

Chapter 298 Lover Snow

“Ah!!!”

The biting cold almost froze Roland on the spot.

But the moment he pounced, his almost frozen soul stopped trembling.

He could feel that Sif was still alive.

The battle was not over.

Just as Roland wanted to share the severe cold with his body temperature, he felt dizzy and was sucked into the world ravaged by extreme cold.

Watching Roland pounce on the ice sculpture, being wrapped by the spreading ice and becoming a new ice sculpture, Christine was dumbfounded on the spot.

But she reacted quickly.

This situation was the same as the day when Roland struggled in the ice sculpture.

It just changed from singles to doubles.

Christine didn't know that it was also a doubles game that day, and it happened to be another Sif.

She couldn't intervene in this battle, and could only retreat as the cold spread.

After retreating to a safe area, Christine began to pray.

"Great Goddess of Light, your supreme glory bathes the world. You have given the revived Holy Spring of Light to the ignorant and foolish. Your most devout believer prays to you, please bless the Knight of Light."

"Roland has also made contributions to the revival of the Holy Spring of Light. Please save him."

Christine kept praying, but did not get any response.

She felt a little uncomfortable, but did not dare to be disappointed.

Roland was not a devout believer after all. The goddess might have her considerations.

Christine did not know that if the goddess saw Roland in trouble, she would not only not help, but even watch the show happily.

God is not omnipotent.

Ordinary gods who cannot control the rules are just mortals living in the realm of God.

The Goddess of Light does not master the laws of light, but can only use the power of light skillfully.

Just when Christine's prayer failed, Roland entered the world inside the ice sculpture.

In the ice and snow, the golden ginkgo fluttered in the wind, and the sea of flowers was like a brocade, which was particularly enchanting.

Sif was in the middle of the sea of flowers, her long hair flying in the wind, her arms outstretched like a general, commanding the entire sea of flowers to resist the cold.

This sea of flowers was like a boat in the cold wind, swaying but not falling.

Roland quickly ran towards Sif.

The two exchanged glances and understood each other's intentions.

There was indeed something wrong with this ring.

This was Sophia's trap.

When activated for the first time, the ring would release an attack equivalent to one-tenth of Sophia's power, but because the temperature was too low, an ordinary rank seven could not block it at all.

Sophia must have done something with the ring, and as long as it was recharged, the power would increase exponentially.

This was her real killer move.

Those who could block the second attack were also outstanding among the rank seven.

Seeing that Sif was struggling but her expression was calm, Roland was no longer panicked.

Now Sif and Sophia were fighting in the air, and he could not intervene directly.

Sif's feet have stepped into the ground, like the roots of plants, deep into the ground, absorbing the heavy energy of the earth.

Roland almost froze to death when he resisted one-tenth of the power, but Sif still resisted calmly when facing one-third of the power.

This does not mean that Sif's strength is far superior to Roland.

Because this is her home field, the sea of flowers.

In the home field of the sea of flowers, her combat power can be at least five times.

The sea of flowers will not wither, the ginkgo will not wither, and she will never fall.

The golden ginkgo + the bloody sea of flowers + Sif herself are her ultimate combat power.

Although he can't help Sif directly, Roland doesn't want to stand and watch the show.

He inserted the scepter into the ground to provide energy to the sea of flowers.

This is also to help Sif indirectly.

Feeling the warmth after Roland's scepter was inserted, Sif's lips were more smiling.

If she faced Sophia alone, she probably couldn't make it today.

But she is not alone.

She has broad shoulders to rely on.

Sif's eyes flashed with dazzling light, and lush fields gradually appeared in her pupils.

The cold air receded.

We were going to win.

The situation was under control, but Sif did not slack off at all. The closer she got to victory, the more likely it was to have an accident.

There were too many tragedies that were overturned on the eve of victory, and she didn't want to try.

Before the cold air completely faded, she had to remain vigilant.

Sif frowned slightly, she couldn't feel the existence of her feet.

Just now, her feet were turning into roots at a very fast speed and piercing into the earth.

She knew that this was a routine operation of the elf royal family to manipulate the ginkgo trees and the sea of flowers, and she was not panicked.

However, the performance of her feet going deep into the earth was a bit exaggerated.

It was beyond the records in the ancient books.

If it was just this, she wouldn't be too panicked, but she lost the sense of her feet again.

The pair of white jade-like feet that looked like works of art were too perfect, perfect like humans.

She felt a little strange when she stepped through the territory to expand the sea of flowers last time.

It felt even stranger now.

This is her foot, but it doesn't look like the original one.

Could it be that there was something wrong with her feet? These are actually a pair of artificial feet?

The doubt was only for a moment, and she soon felt the sky darken.

Heavy dark clouds came.

Sif looked up and saw snowflakes half the size of a palm falling.

Her face changed.

This snowflake is not only ridiculously large, but also not the common six-petal shape.

It is an extremely rare twelve-petal snowflake.

Normal snowflakes have six petals, but with the help of the wind, some snowflakes happen to collide and merge with each other, forming twelve-petal snow with imperfect shapes.

This kind of snowflake has a beautiful name, lover's snow.

Two snowflakes collide and merge, forced to change but unable to give up, and finally form twelve-petal snow.

It is very much like human love.

Stumbling but unable to let go.

In a heavy snowfall, there will always be a small amount of Lover's Snow, quietly blending into the snow group and becoming a part of the vast world.

Lover's Snow is rare, and the standard twelve-petal Lover's Snow is even rarer.

However, today's snow is all Lover's Snow.

Standard twelve-petal Lover's Snow.

This is obviously not snowfall from nature, but artificially controlled snow.

Lover's Snow will weaken when facing true love, but will cause unclean couples and singles to suffer more than double damage.

Sif's originally sad expression suddenly became sunny.

If it is destined to end, it is quite romantic to be buried in this Lover's Snow.

She turned to Roland and whispered softly: "Kiss me."

Ah? !

Roland's eyes widened. Did he hear it?

No matter what Sif said, even if it made him end her pain, it made sense, but this kiss me made his brain messy.

"Five minutes left, I don't want to leave with regrets."

Sif murmured softly: "I am the center of this ice storm, you can leave. In fact, Miss Lisa also..."

"Shut up!"

Roland interrupted her rudely and hugged her trembling body tightly.

Her body temperature was dropping.

Slowly but irreversibly.

No wonder Sif asked him to hurry up, she would be frozen in five minutes at most.

And her soul was frozen and shattered at the same time.

He kissed her without hesitation.

But he didn't take off Sif's clothes.

It was already very cold with the snow flying all over the sky, and he really couldn't bear to let her get colder.

Even if he wanted to, he couldn't do it.

Sif didn't understand men at all, and in some places it was too cold to stand up.

The ice sculptures kissing each other with smiles on their faces would make everyone feel sorry.

The naked ice sculptures connected together would become the laughing stock of the world.

At least Angelina would faint from laughter on the spot.

Roland, the villain, threatened to turn her into a fruit-like ice sculpture all day long, but her ugly appearance was preserved forever. How could she not laugh?

Roland still held a glimmer of hope. What if he was not frozen to death and was rescued? That would be a social death more terrible than death.

Do he and Sif have any shame?

Feeling that Roland did not make any further moves, Sif felt a little regretful, but she still immersed herself in Roland's warm embrace.

At least it was not so cold in his arms, and she could hold on for a while longer.

Sif inexplicably wanted to go to the scene where she first knew Roland's name.

The winning work of the essay contest, "Oh my God, the queen is pregnant, who did it?"

Unfortunately, the queen in reality would not get pregnant, and she would soon freeze to death.

Sif sighed in her heart, continued to enjoy the warmth from Roland, closed her eyes and waited for death.

If you encounter wolves and leopards in the wild, normal people will fight to the death. If you encounter a tiger or even a Tyrannosaurus Rex, what else can you do except pray that the predator will bite harder?

Seeing her lover Xue, Sif already knew the ending and stopped resisting.

Just quietly enjoy the last warmth of life.

This feeling is actually pretty good.

It's a pity that five minutes is too short. If this tenderness can have a time limit, how much she hopes it will be a lifetime.

Feeling her body gradually getting colder, a crystal tear rolled down her cheek, freezing

Wait, why didn't it freeze?

Sif suddenly opened her eyes and looked at the sky in surprise.

Roland raised his head almost at the same time as her.

They hugged each other, exchanged temperature, smelled the smell of body, and wanted to engrave everything about each other in their souls.

They even looked forward to the possibility of traveling together in the Styx.

Just as they looked up, the snow stopped.

To be precise, the snow kept falling, but it had nothing to do with them.