Chapter 2561
If Zeus hadn’t spoken up, Hera really had no intention of getting involved. She was perfectly content to stand on the sidelines and watch the action unfold.
But since Zeus asked for help, she couldn’t just ignore him. After all, he was the leader of the four gods—she had to show him some respect.
“Let’s see how tough this thing really is.”
The God King Hera raised one hand, fingers spread wide.
Suddenly, a dozen black ice cones appeared behind her.
Each cone was over two meters long, thick as a wrist, and radiated an intense, biting cold.
The moment they formed, everything within ten meters—grass, trees, bricks, and stones—was instantly coated in frost.