The sword-wielding giant roared and raised the giant sword obliquely inserted under the extreme northern night sky, and strode towards the snowy field further north, each step causing an earthquake-like effect.
The gods in the sky nodded in satisfaction, confirmed that there was still one-third of the remaining divinity, and then poured the power of divinity and some essence of soul and priesthood into the ice and snow castle held by his right hand.
The crystal clear ice and snow castle, which was still reflecting the bright light under the radiance of the gods, actually ignited its own light at this moment.
It slowly flew out of the palm of the god, and flew to a higher night sky.
At this moment, the night sky of the entire northern continent projected the phantom of the ice and snow palace. The main body of the palace was still expanding, and when it stopped rotating and stood still under the starry sky, it almost covered the entire sky.
The swordsmen, archers, knights, astrologers and priests in the palace performed their duties, opened the gate of the palace, stood in front of the square, and looked at the world on the ground.
In the distance, the giant with the sword has cut down the nearest mountain by one-third in an action that seems to be doomsday.
With a wave of its hand, the silver-white sword energy swept across the plain, and the ice and fire breath out of its mouth destroyed most of the snowman's body. While the body was shaking, countless human-shaped undead made of bones and ice fell to the ground, and then ran in all directions like crazy wild dogs, driving the snowmen who barely escaped to one place.
Ice-blue light flickered in the castle in the sky, and the god and his mount also came to the palace. With the last roar of the giant on the ground, it exploded with a strange sound of beeping, leaving a huge basin on the ice cap in the extreme north.
Most of the snowmen who were driven to its feet disappeared in the explosion, while the remaining snowmen, attracted by the castle in the sky, flew to the sky unconsciously, feeling the familiar power, boarded the ice ladder, and stood in the palace. The square in front of it crawled down, and finally, under the assimilation of the divine power and the palace itself, it completely belonged here.
From now on, there will be no A-01-1-8322 [Frost Legion] that is constantly regenerating. Here, there will only be snowman soldiers guarding the palace, and snowman servants responsible for cleaning and managing the palace.
But it also created a new problem.
"Because the palace assimilated these snowmen, everything in the palace, including the five chess pieces, cannot leave the northern part of the mainland, that is, the Hampawa Kingdom and a small number of neighboring countries' borders? Even if you want to leave, Can only two of the chess pieces be allowed to leave at most?"
This is the message that the gods felt. Although he was a little disappointed, it was not impossible to accept this fact.
At this moment, all the snowmen have disappeared, and there are no more moving human figures on the great northern ice cap. Looking at the ground, the afterglow of the black demon fire is still burning, and blood and bones can be seen everywhere on the vast ice field.
With a wave of his hand, he retracted his sword from the black-smoky ice field basin, and then took out the box used to regulate the elemental spirits of the material world. Divinity infused into it.
"Oh~"
Amidst the god's sigh, there was a clicking sound, which could be felt by almost the bestowers in the entire northern region. Before the people on the ground could fully accept what they saw just now, they suddenly discovered that the white chill was gradually spreading from the castle in the sky.
The lid of the box popped open automatically, and a blizzard descended on the land. In this snow, icy blue light flies from all over the world to the plain, and finally enters the box, and this snow also spreads to all parts of the world.
That night, the entire material world was snowing. People from all over the world walked out of their homes, either in surprise, worry, excitement, or fear, and stretched out their hands to catch the falling snowflakes.
Even if everything returns to normal after dawn, this night will be remembered by all.
(Finnie is praying... )
On Friday morning, before dawn, Jenkins stood in front of the window in his pajamas, watching the snowflakes in the night sky.
Chocolate lay on his pillow, the whole cat spread out into a long strip, its chin resting on the softest part of the pillow, and one eye was opened to secretly look at Jenkins.
The pocket watch by the bed was rattling, the watch cover was lifted, reflecting the ambiguous warm yellow of the gas lamp, but it was not even six o'clock yet. Next to the pocket watch is a model of the cake-sized ice and snow palace, because this is a Class B item, even if it is only controlled by Jenkins, it cannot be taken back into the spirit like a gift.
"Meow~"
The cat purred lowly, as if trying to get Jenkins to go to bed, but Jenkins ignored his cat. He put his left hand on the window sill, and rubbed the archer chess piece he took out from the palace with his right hand.
"Although I saved the world again, and I didn't boast about my achievements to anyone, why didn't I feel happy at all?"
Even if the Ice and Snow Palace and the five chess pieces cannot be taken away, it is not without any gains. After his soul returned to his body, he immediately felt sensitively that his [Bingbing] had been sublimated again. Even though the color and name of the light spots have not changed, his control over ice and snow has now reached the limit that humans can achieve.
"I not only saved the world, but also improved myself... This should be a good thing, but my heart is inexplicably heavy."
This heaviness does not come from the [Lord of Winter] who has planned everything, but from worrying about the fate of the world.
Alexia said long ago that she had noticed the imbalance of the world's elemental order a few years ago, and all of this happened just now.
This shows that the end of the era may not be far away, and the order of the material world is gradually losing balance, which is reflected in all aspects that human beings can perceive.
It's not just Nolan who is in the center of the vortex. Now all over the world can feel the oppressive feeling that the storm is coming, but Nolan is more obvious.
This time, he happened to come to Loen, which is thousands of miles away, because of the chocolate, but he bumped into this incident. This is an inevitable birth by accident. In the future, although disasters of this magnitude will not happen often, they will inevitably happen again.
Therefore, Jenkins is even more puzzled, what kind of more terrifying scene will be the catastrophe at the end of the era that he has confirmed will definitely happen.
"Winter's..."
He didn't dare to pronounce the name, after all, it was a short period of weakness after deification, so there was no need to make himself uncomfortable.