Chapter 361

"Hmm, this is the Frosty Palm technique from the Winster Sect," Lyra said, stepping behind Icarus. "This move is quite practical! If you were at home, we wouldn't even need to buy a refrigerator," Icarus said. Lyra smiled faintly but said nothing. Liana, overhearing this, fumed, "The Frosty Palm is a secret technique of the Winster Sect! How dare you compare it to a refrigerator?" Before Liana could finish her sentence, cracks began to form on the ice sculpture encasing Howler. His eyes, still filled with a bloody glint, were shifting. Was Howler not dead yet? It was no wonder they were called genetically modified humans. Ordinary humans couldn't withstand the extreme cold from the Frosty Palm and would die shortly after freezing. Lyra frowned slightly, preparing to take action. Icarus stopped her, saying, "Take it slow. I want to hear what he has to say." The cracks on the ice grew more numerous. The entire ice sculpture shattered. Howler let out a thunderous roar, releasi