"Just leave like this?"
Noticing that Esdeath really seemed to leave without taking any measures, Dix's eyes flashed with astonishment.
What does this mean?
It was the first time he had seen a prisoner treated like this.
Not to mention cutting off the hands and feet, there is not even a means of restraint.
"Varetta, how are you doing?"
"About the same as you."
Valletta got up from the ground and moved her arms and legs.
Except for being hit in the head by the opponent in the previous battle, his mind was a little dizzy.
The only injury on her body was the frostbite she received when she was bound by the ice chain.
But compared to her LV.5 adventurer physique, this bit of frostbite was nothing at all.
"It's really arrogant."
Valletta looked at Xin and Hestia in front of him.
"It turns out that some protective measures are not bad, just leave us here."
"Does that guy think you can capture the two of us alive again while protecting a god from being affected?"
"I'm not very interested in you."
Xin glanced at her calmly: "Show the magic and skills on your body obediently, and I will send you to the Loki family."
"If you are unwilling to cooperate, then you have no need to live."
"What?!"
Valletta's expression twisted: "Damn bastard, you thought you ... "
"It's noisy."
Xin raised a finger, facing Valletta in front of him.
In the next instant, all the surrounding sounds disappeared.
The Paper Noise activated, and the extremely cold light launched a space towards Valletta from a time that did not exist.
*Crack!
With no room for resistance, Valletta was frozen into an ice sculpture in the blink of an eye.
But it was different from Vatler and Aradahl who were frozen by Xin in the Strike Blood World before.
Not only is Valletta's physical strength weaker, but her vitality is not as strong as one-third of those two vampires.
In the face of this terrifying extreme cold, her frail body was directly approaching the end.
"How is this possible?!"
On the other side, with the end of the Paper Noise's ability, Dix, who just came back to his senses, froze in place as if he was fragmented.
Looking at Valletta who turned into an ice sculpture beside him, his body trembled slightly, and fear began to emerge in the depths of his pupils.