C112 Beginning of the Great War

Like a black bolt of lightning, the Sorcerer raised his blade high above his head and instantly appeared before the black handprint.

From within the surging Heaven Decimating Mage, an icy chill rapidly spread out. It formed layers of ice around the Sorcerer, as if it wanted to freeze a thousand miles.

Holding the battle blade, the Sorcerer did not furiously slash down. Instead