Bluebird

"My Neverending Book!"

A greedy glare shone from Wizard Ubik's face to the point where he did not even give the mysterious woman much attention and had run forward carelessly, his body flickering with violent Elemental fluctuations.

"Scram!"

The mysterious woman shot a casual glance at the Neverending Book on the ground, then lifted her head, extended her hand and pointed at Ubik.

"Crackle crackle."

Streams of ice crystals appeared in midair, turning into hair-like ice threads that were sparkling and crystalline, they held a certain beauty but also radiated a strange terrifying aura.

The multitude of ice threads was incomparably sharp. They covered the area, hanging in midair, just like a web would and slashed down viciously at Ubik.

"Crack."