Rod looked up.
In the distance, the Balrog Demon's entire body was covered in frost, but it could still move, and its speed wasn't much reduced.
"Forgot to tell you, Master," Asa said as if just remembering, "Balrog Demons are nearly immune to cold ice. They are born from the Death Prison Cold Stone of the inner Abyss, and are not afraid of freezing."
Rod sighed inwardly and said softly, "It's useless, Mephit, let me do it."
He was about to bite his finger when Mephit spoke.
"Anna, spear."
Anna immediately took out the Spirit Spear from the gun bag and threw it at the vague white figure in the distance.
The moment it hit, a cold light exploded around it.
Rod's vision was suddenly filled with whiteness, and the heavy cold air blew past like a mudslide.
"Rod!"
Mephit's voice came from within the white light.
Rod instantly understood and took out the "Spirit Realm Exile Talisman" again, aiming at the Balrog Demon that was also submerged.
