Gods of Destruction

Chapter 11 The Withering of the Ice Flower

In the dead of night, the governor's mansion was brightly lit, revealing the sinful and lustful expressions on everyone's faces."You deserve to die."An icy, emotionless voice suddenly pierced the air. Upon hearing this chilling sound, everyone couldn't help but shudder.A peculiar energy began to emanate from Hina, and in an instant, wisps of white frost started spreading through the air. The temperature in the courtyard plummeted."Ice Flower Withering!"Hina shouted, and the thin strands of cold energy immediately caused the moisture in the air to condense, forming delicate ice flowers that silently blossomed. Under the lantern light, these icy petals glimmered with a cold sheen. After their brief bloom, they began to fall gently, one by one, to the ground.One of the withering ice flowers gently landed on Kamal's outstretched arm. Instantly, a layer of white frost spread across his arm, and a wave of intense cold surged through his body."What is this?"Kamal's expression changed drastically. The moment the ice flower touched his arm, he lost control over it. The frost-covered limb remained stiffly extended in the air, making it impossible for him to retract it.Abbas and Nasser Reza felt a sense of relief, though their eyes were filled with deep shock.They hadn't expected Hina's mastery of the Ice Talisman spell to have reached such a level, but the crisis was finally averted, and they both exhaled in relief."What have you done? Why can't I move my body?" Kamal exclaimed.Kamal stared at his frozen arm, the lust in his eyes quickly replaced by sheer terror.Hina glanced at Kamal with cold indifference, her voice chilling as she said, "I told you, you deserve to die."As she spoke, more ice flowers fell onto his body. The frost spread rapidly across his skin, and within moments, most of Kamal's body was covered in a thick layer of frost, leaving him standing rigidly in place, unable to move even a finger.Kamal's eyes were filled with overwhelming fear. He had never imagined that the seemingly delicate and gentle Hina could possess such a terrifying side."She's a demon! A demoness! She's a demoness!"Witnessing Kamal's fate, the others were paralyzed with fear, their screams filled with panic and horror."Quick, run! Get out of here!"Someone in the crowd shouted, and no sooner had the words been spoken than everyone began to panic, scrambling to escape."Leave? Do you really think you can?"Hina's expression turned icy as her cold gaze swept over those fleeing toward the door. Instantly, a flurry of ice flowers bloomed, their crystalline glow reflecting the fear and desperation on everyone's faces.At that moment, the person closest to the exit, seeing freedom within reach, felt a surge of elation at the prospect of escape. But just as they took their final step toward safety, several drifting ice flowers suddenly descended. The bone-chilling cold enveloped them, and the breath of death settled in. The joy of survival was swiftly replaced by an overwhelming terror.The withering ice flowers landed silently on the person's shoulder. In the instant the frost touched their body, a piercing cold spread rapidly across them, freezing their blood and organs before they could even utter a sound.Death.The word surfaced in everyone's mind as they watched the life of a man snuffed out in just a breath. A profound terror spread through their hearts, each person overwhelmed by the chilling realization.At the same time, they silently cursed Kamal and his ancestors for eighteen generations. They had all witnessed how Kamal, with his official power, oppressed the common folk, indulged in his own vices, and even exploited his subordinates for his gain. But they had tolerated it because there were perks to be had under Kamal's rule—opportunities to skim off some profit and use their official positions to amass wealth. But now, faced with death, all that loyalty evaporated, and their accumulated resentment poured out against Kamal. Had he not been driven by lust, blinded by greed, and lured by the beauty of the two young women, he wouldn't have devised this banquet, poisoned the wine, and set into motion the events that had led to this disastrous outcome."Those who flee will die," Hina declared coldly.Her voice, frigid as the depths of winter, cut through the air like the sharp edge of a scythe wielded by Death itself. To those who heard it, the warning was clear: any movement might mean instant death, their bodies turning into frozen corpses with no connection to the world, the air, or anything around them ever again.Hina let out a cold snort, her gaze shifting to Nasser Reza and Abbas, who were deeply affected by the poison. A wave of fear surged through her heart. Thankfully, she had only sipped the wine, feeling only a slight dizziness. Her ice-based techniques didn't rely on physical strength, so she could still wield them without issue. Otherwise, had she consumed more, she, along with Shirin, and the others, might have fallen here.It was also fortunate that Kamal's lust for her and Shirin had bought them time. If not for that, the four of them might no longer be alive."How are you two holding up?" Hina asked."We're fine," Nasser Reza replied."Just need some time to recover," Abbas added.Though the poison was strong, with the energy within them, they would be able to expel it from their bodies given enough time.Now, Kamal was completely frozen in place by Hina's power, unable to move even a fraction of an inch—only his eyes retained any movement, and even speaking was impossible. The others, too, were utterly subdued by Hina's display of strength, not daring to make a sound. With the immediate danger passed, Nasser Reza and Abbas finally allowed themselves to relax, quickly circulating their internal energy to expel the poison from their bodies.The terror in Shirin's eyes gradually faded, replaced by a mix of shock and a deep sense of admiration as she looked at Hina. She couldn't help but feel a profound envy—both were women of similar age, yet Hina possessed such overwhelming power, while she herself was so weak, easily oppressed and unable to protect herself. Shirin's mind flashed back to the horrifying memory of her father, who had been brutally murdered before her eyes, his life taken as he tried to protect her from being violated.If only she had power like Hina's, would her fate have been different? Would her father still be alive, spared from such a cruel end?At this moment, Shirin's desire for strength, the kind of strength Hina possessed, grew into a deep yearning. It took root in her heart, impossible to ignore or shake off.Moreover, Shirin had a growing suspicion that the three people before her shared some kind of secret method for cultivating such power.But Shirin knew that now was not the time to discuss her desires with Hina, Nasser Reza, and Abbas. She stifled her longing and quietly waited for Nasser Reza and Abbas to recover.After half an hour, under the influence of their internal energy, the intense dizziness caused by the poison finally dissipated, and their strength returned to their bodies."What should be done with them?" Hina asked, her face still cold, but with a hint of unmasked satisfaction in her eyes as she looked at the now-standing Nasser Reza and Abbas."Kill them," Abbas replied, his expression suddenly turning icy, his eyes filled with murderous intent. Abbas valued Hina greatly, and Kamal's attempt to defile her had crossed a line that Abbas could not tolerate.Although Abbas had never killed anyone before, there was no hesitation or second thoughts in his voice when he uttered the word "kill."A dragon's reverse scale, touch it and die.When Kamal reached out his dirty hand toward Hina, Abbas had already sentenced him and everyone else to death in his heart."Nasser Reza, may I borrow your sword?" Abbas asked.Nasser Reza nodded, unwrapping the cloth that covered the blood sword and handing it to Abbas.Under the moonlight, the blood sword emitted a faint red glow, accompanied by a sinister aura. Even the wielder seemed to be affected by this malevolent presence, with a layer of red haze spreading across his eyes."A fine blood sword," Abbas said, his fingers caressing the sharp blade with admiration.Suddenly, the sword danced through the air, and a tempest seemed to manifest around Abbas. With a powerful swing, the blood sword unleashed an invisible sword qi.In a cacophony of clattering, all the tables and chairs in front of Abbas were instantly sliced in half. The sword qi, undiminished, struck the wall with a tremendous force.With a deafening crash, the sturdy wall was cleaved open, leaving a deep gash. Witnesses stared in shock at the sight. If that sword qi had struck them, it would have cleaved them in half instantly.Everyone couldn't help but think: Who are these three young people from nowhere? How could they possess such formidable power? And how brainless must Kamal be to have provoked such powerful individuals?The thought of Kamal's earlier threats to torment the young women in front of the two boys made everyone break out in cold sweat, their bodies shivering with fear. They couldn't help but curse Kamal's ancestors once more.Abbas nodded, seemingly satisfied with the display of the sword's power. He then cast a cold, indifferent gaze over the rest of the people, as if they were already dead."It's your turn," Abbas said in a low voice, looking at them as if they were mere corpses.