C91 A Tiger out of Its Cage(1)

The Cold Ice Spell combat energy was bone-chillingly cold. Although Reg was only at the level of the Mad Battle Master, his combat energy had already started to exude a cold feeling. It was as if he had come from the northernmost land of ice, and his entire body was filled with cold air.

Reg held the sword in his right hand. There were too many people on his opponent's side