The ice-blue vortex in front of the Frost Spirit was still spinning wildly, its immense power shattering all of Gray's Ice Lance Array.
Countless ice shards danced in the vortex, reflecting a cold light, like a group of Ice Spirits in a frenzy.
Seeing this, Gray's expression grew even more solemn. He rapidly moved his hands, and his magic power surged once more like a tide. An ice-blue chill permeated the air, and a thin layer of ice quietly condensed beneath his feet.
"Ice Make: Battle Axe!" With his roar, a giant ice crystal battle axe instantly formed in his hand.
The axe body gleamed with a cold, eerie light, and the spikes on its head were incredibly sharp.
He gripped the battle axe tightly, and the ice beneath his feet crunched with his movements as he charged towards the Frost Spirit like a ferocious lion.
A cold glint flashed in the Frost Spirit's eyes, and it spewed out a stream of extremely cold air from its mouth. The air instantly transformed into countless sharp ice arrows, which shot towards Gray like a rainstorm.
Gray dodged sideways, moving as agilely as a nimble cat. He swung the battle axe in his hand, bringing forth a biting cold wind, and struck towards the Frost Spirit.
The Frost Spirit leaped back nimbly, leaving a trail of ice crystal phantoms in the air, dodging the thunderous blow.
"Ice Make: Lance!" Gray's eyes flickered, and he immediately changed his technique. The battle axe in his hand instantly transformed into several sharp lances. The lances were crystal clear, exuding a cold aura.
He waved his arm, and the lances shot towards the Frost Spirit like lightning, cutting through the sky with a sharp whistling sound.
The Frost Spirit moved its hands, and a thick Ice Wall appeared in front of it, glinting blue in the sunlight.
The lances struck the Ice Wall, making crisp sounds, breaking into pieces, and scattering as ice shards on the ground.
"Frost Breath!" The Frost Spirit opened its mouth wide, and an even more powerful cold aura surged out.
This aura seemed to come from the abyss of the far north, extremely cold. Wherever it passed, the ground was instantly frozen, forming a thick layer of ice, which continuously spread outwards.
Gray quickly leaped up, his magic power surging in the air, "Ice Make: Cannon!"
A giant ice crystal cannon appeared in front of him. Its barrel was carved with intricate patterns, exuding powerful magical fluctuations.
The muzzle was aimed at the Frost Spirit, containing infinite power.
"Boom!" The cannon fired a powerful ice pillar. The ice pillar, like a roaring ice dragon, charged towards the Frost Spirit.
Wherever it passed, the air was frozen, forming countless tiny ice crystals.
The Frost Spirit remained unhurried, bringing its hands together. The surrounding cold air rapidly converged, forming a giant ice ball. The surface of the ice ball was smooth as a mirror, reflecting a cold light.
It encased itself within it.
The ice pillar struck the ice ball, leaving only a shallow mark on its surface, then transformed into countless ice flowers, scattering in all directions.
"Blizzard!" At the Frost Spirit's command, heavy snow instantly began to fall from the sky.
Snowflakes fluttered down like a white curtain, quickly obscuring visibility, making one feel as if they were in a world of ice and snow.
Gray narrowed his eyes, relying on his keen perception of magic to pinpoint the Frost Spirit's location.
"Ice Make: Ice Wall!" He erected several Ice Walls in front of him. The Ice Walls were tall and sturdy, gleaming with a cold light.
They resisted the onslaught of the blizzard, and the snowflakes struck the Ice Walls with a rustling sound.
"Ice Make: Ice Shield!" He then condensed a giant Ice Shield in front of him. The Ice Shield was incredibly heavy.
It protected his body. Snowflakes accumulated on the Ice Shield but could not penetrate this sturdy defense.
Amidst the blizzard, the Frost Spirit's figure appeared and disappeared, like a ghost.
It moved its hands, murmuring something, its voice clear and mysterious.
"Hailstorm!"
The originally weak snowflakes gathered together in twos and threes, condensing into ice balls the size of a fist. Countless hailstones fell from the sky.
An astonishing number of hailstones smashed against the Ice Walls, making loud "bang bang" sounds. Cracks began to appear in the Ice Walls, spreading like spiderwebs.
Gray's forehead also broke out in sweat, which instantly froze into ice beads in the cold air.
"Ice Make: Ice Sword!" A sharp Ice Sword appeared in Gray's hand. The Ice Sword's blade was slender, gleaming with a cold light.
He broke through the Ice Wall and charged towards the Frost Spirit, the snow and ice beneath his feet splashing up with his steps.
A trace of surprise flashed in the Frost Spirit's eyes. Then, it waved its hands, and the surrounding snowflakes twisted and elongated, instantly condensing into countless Ice Swords. The Ice Swords were densely packed, like a forest of swords.
They collided with Gray's Ice Sword, producing a series of crisp metallic clashing sounds.
"Clang clang clang!" The metallic clashing sounds were incessant. Each collision generated a powerful impact, causing the surrounding snow and ice to scatter.
Gray continuously wielded the Ice Sword in his hand, his movements simple yet efficient. His swordsmanship seemed to bear some resemblance to Erza and Ikaruga's.
"Ice Make: Ice Battle Axe!"
After continuous clashes, the Ice Sword was already tattered. Gray threw the Ice Sword aside, and the ice-blue cold air gathered, forming a giant Ice Battle Axe in his hand. The battle axe was heavy and mighty, its blade as sharp as a knife.
He slid his foot, and a straight ice path appeared on the ground. Gray slid along the ice path, swinging his Ice Axe towards the Frost Spirit, leaving a white trail in the air.
The Frost Spirit dodged sideways, and at the same time, spewed out a stream of cold air from its mouth. The air roared like a wild dragon, repelling Gray.
Gray promptly brought his Ice Axe in front of him to block the cold air, but he still slid a distance on the snowy ground, leaving two deep tracks.
"Ice Make: Ice Geyser!" Gray pressed his hands to the ground, and several giant ice pillars instantly erupted from the ground. The ice pillars shot skyward, rushing towards the Frost Spirit like a fountain.
Cold mist surrounded the ice pillars, making them appear ethereal.
The Frost Spirit clapped its hands together, "Ice Shield!"
A thick Ice Shield appeared in front of it, glowing with an ice-blue light.
It blocked the attack of the ice fountain. The ice pillars struck the shield, turning into countless ice flowers and scattering.
"Ice Make: Ice Clone!" Gray instantly created several Ice Clones. The clones were identical to the original, exuding the same powerful magic.
They attacked the Frost Spirit from different directions, their figures intertwining, dazzling the eyes.
The Frost Spirit was momentarily overwhelmed and was struck by one of the clones, retreating a few steps, leaving deep footprints in the snow and ice beneath its feet.
It grew angry, "Absolute Freeze!"
The surrounding temperature instantly dropped to extremely low levels, and the entire battlefield was frozen.
Everything seemed to be suspended, becoming a world of ice sculptures.
Gray and his clones were also frozen in the ice, unable to move. Their expressions were solidified, as if time had stopped flowing.
Frozen in the ice, they were like sleeping statues, waiting to be awakened.