The image of the Saintess of Light was not good at this time, but she herself didn't feel ashamed, because she was completely attracted by the Mage King.

In her world, there has never been any man who can be so dominant and unrestrained.

The Saintess just turned eighteen this year, and was at the age of budding love. Although she seems serious and decent in ordinary days, actually she reads a lot of erotica and is deeply addicted to it. She not only reads but also writes, of course, nobody knows this secret.

So, Amelia's mind was full of strange thoughts, thinking that men should be as strong, unrestrained, and unrivaled as the male protagonist in novels while also being gentle, considerate, and giving everything to the female protagonist…

With this standard, of course, there aren't many men who can match her, but now, the Saintess of Light, who has experienced the edge of life and death, suddenly awakened something.

The man who descended from the sky saved her in a crisis that no one else could solve. Such a standard plot made Amelia's love brain which had been suppressed for eighteen years to break out completely. She thought the black figure standing arrogantly in the wind and snow was so handsome, so sexy, with a seductive figure and a perky little butt. Although she couldn't see his face as he was wearing a mask, she bet he must be strikingly handsome…

Oh, this is my cup of tea! Hurry into my arms!

Seeing this scene, the warriors were shocked, the mages were shocked, and Li Wei was even more dumbfounded.

Is something wrong with her? Why is she staring at me with such a lewd face?

Li Wei's face showed a disgusted expression. Although he was only sixteen, due to the painful experiences in his childhood, he had lost interest in the women of the real world - especially this kind of love-crazed character.

Seeing this, the Ice Phoenix thought to herself: how dare he be disgusted with me?

She immediately flew into a rage, her body erupting with magical fluctuations many times stronger than before. In a cold voice she said, "Wretched human… you will pay for your actions. It seems you still don't understand how powerful I am."

"We'll see after the fight."

As the words fell, the Mage King disappeared, appearing in front of the Ice Phoenix in an instant, firing off a fireball.

The most basic and trashy skill, even a magic apprentice could use Fireball, but it turned into a dazzling sun, suddenly rising, bursting in the air, and the brilliance left everyone experiencing temporary blindness.

A disappointed voice came faintly —

“Damn it, it's burnt…”

After the heat, the boundless, icy tundra was suddenly cleared of all dark clouds, snow within several kilometers around the Ice Phoenix had completely melted.

People regained their sight and saw the Mage King sitting on the charred body of the Ice Phoenix, looking at her burnt black wings with a melancholy expression.

Everyone was shocked; just one skill? Was it over?

"Ah, it was a mistake." The Mage King looked at everyone and said solemnly, "Please remember this lesson: when grilling wings, you must control the heat, and do not start with high heat."

From that day on, the masters across the continent were all pondering the same question:

What does the roast wing of the Ice Phoenix taste like?