Novel & Cerita Killer Frost From The Flash

The frost instantly creeps up my own forearms, leaving a web of numbing, crystalline ice over my skin that completely suffocates my pulse. The council room shatters into a landscape of panicked movement. "Coral!" Clyde is out of his seat before the ice can touch my wrists. His massive, broad-shouldered frame slams into my space, his heavy, bronze hands grabbing my forearms. The dark, liquid musk of his shadow-energy rolls off his skin in a violent surge, his furnace-heat working frantically to melt the silver frost casing my skin. His golden eyes are wide, fractured with a sudden, primitive terror I have never seen in him before.

"Puff" The two experts were instantly enveloped by the fist marks. The terrifying fist marks carried the power of nine dragon scales and were unstoppable. However, the terrifying force did not allow them to resist at all. Instead, they were forced to spit out blood and fly backward. "Swoosh!" As the Flash Shining was running fast, Zephyr Khan's figure had disappeared. "Zephyr Khan... Where are you going?" The sound waves burst out with endless power, as if they were going to tear the mountains and rivers apart and shake the sky.

She quickly took her arm off his hold, crawled back away from him, then hugged her knees. Estevan winced, shivering. “The cold’s killing me.” His palm and his fingers were pale and blue, covered by a layer of white frost. “Come here, quick,” Raeherys reached out to hold the chronicler’s hands. The burning heat of his touch was enough to slowly melt the frost. Water dripped down as white mist flew up. “I’m … I’m sorry,” Larice held her pounding chest, “I can’t do it … I … I can’t …”

He closed the door behind them. "I see traces of rimefrost energy appearing in your system occasionally. With your Ultimate Mortal Realm power, you can barely contain it. Is this what you want to get treated for?" Felix asked. Impressed, Rosalyn nodded. He truly was a master healer. He diagnosed her with just a glance and without even checking her pulse. "Yes. I was struck by the Craydens' signature technique, the Glacial Strike. The rimefrost energy that appears sometimes comes from that."

The rain was dense, which made everything go white in front of her eyes, and she didn't even know which direction to go. Jessica sighed helplessly. She couldn't imagine that even God was helping Flora, and it really put her through the wringer. She must get back at Flora by herself! Jessica tightened the thin shirt on her body and took out the raincoat from her emergency backpack to quickly put it on. She shook her flashlight and tried to identify the road ahead. But the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the strong light from the flashlight was reflected by the raindrops, which made everything in front of her a blur and she couldn't see anything.

Chase did not reply. "What a pity that the Collins' last descendent is about to die in my hands." Edward suddenly burst out with energy and a dark light shot out from his body as it headed straight for Chase. "That's the third elder's renowned technique! The Dark Flash! I heard that it's his ultimate move. Even an opponent with the same cultivation level as the third elder would not be able to survive this attack. Chase Collins is only a stage six martial lord. He won't be able to survive this. He's dead."

Frost shimmered along the edges of the injuries, blue white and unnatural, as if the flesh had been frozen rather than cut. "We cannot stop the bleeding!" Elias shouted, the pack’s chronicler, his hands shaking over the wounded man. "This is not natural cold. It freezes the blood in his veins before we can close the wounds." My Alpha’s fists clenched until his knuckles went white. I saw the muscles in his back tighten. He looked like a predator ready to strike, unable to see his enemy. "I have to help him," he growled, his voice deeper than any human sound. "I have to burn the frost out of him."

A shimmer of frost sparked across my fingertips, glittering like stars. There you go, Alba whispered. But just as quickly, it faded. Frustrated, I opened my eyes and froze. Across the training field stood Alpha Rhett, speaking to a woman I didn’t recognize. Tall, confident, and clearly comfortable in his space, she leaned in with a too-familiar smile, her hand grazing his arm. Rhett didn’t pull away. Something inside me snapped. A gust of freezing wind burst from my chest. Ice blossomed across the ground in a sudden, sharp wave, radiating outward from where I stood. Frost surged up the nearest tree trunks. A thin sheet of ice glazed over the nearby flowers, wilting them.

“Then we play smart. We set the trap. We bait him in. And this ends tomorrow.” Flashback ends ***** I blinked returning to the church, shaking off the memory. Kristoff’s grin faltered. The realization hit him, just like it had to. He had underestimated me. He had walked straight into the trap. “You think you’re clever,” he spat, voice low, deadly. “If I go down, you’re coming with me.” Then came the first shot. Sharp. Hot. The echo bounced off the walls, making my chest ache. But it was only the beginning.

"Give me one more chance, even if it's just to stay by your side and make it right," Neal said bitterly. His plea was cut short by a cold gun barrel. Kirk stepped out of the shadows, aiming at Neal's forehead. "This isn't the Winters Mansion," Kirk warned. "You don't get to make a scene here. One more step, and the bullet won't care who you are." Neal froze, the light in his eyes fading. Liam grabbed his arm. "Let's go."