Unlike last time, Seo Jun-Ho didn’t recklessly muster his magic energy.

‘I can’t take an explosive approach and use up all my energy from the very beginning.’ 

He already knew just what kind of attack Erebo would use whenever he received major damage and became enraged. As such, Seo Jun-Ho had to conserve his magic to survive the barrage of one million thorns.

‘And I have only one skill that doesn’t use magic energy.’ 

He turned to the Frost Queen and fixed his eyes on her. “Frost.”

“Yes?”

“You can use as much of my mental energy as you want. Give him a big blow.”

“I shall,” she said, glaring at Erebo with narrowed eyes. After going through countless regressions, her hatred of him had naturally piled up. “If I am being honest, I have always wanted to give him a hard beating.”

An ominous amount of energy poured off her small body.

- Hm…? A Spirit! You are a Spirit?

Erebo shouted. He could now see her after absorbing enough of the World Tree.

“You vulgar thing. I shall personally offer you a chance.” The Frost Queen gave a small stomp on the ground, and her eyes grew as cold as ice. “Cease your impertinent...