Green Monster Epic

Chapter 668: Prophecy

The Ice and Snow Kingdom, a vast expanse of white mountains, with a majestic city nestled at the foot of the peaks, was none other than the royal capital of the Ice and Snow Kingdom, Crystal Frost City.

Behind Crystal Frost City, built against the mountains, stood a towering peak, like an ancient giant guarding the capital of the Ice and Snow Kingdom.

And atop this peak, named Winter Snow Peak, stood a tall tower, its color blending with the snowy mountains, shimmering like crystal in the sunlight, perched atop the summit, a place no longer suitable for living beings.

At the top of the pointed tower, a small viewing platform opened up.

On the platform, a middle-aged human woman in a silver robe, with ordinary features, gazed at the sky using the complex astronomical instruments on the platform.

Beside her, an elderly human man in white robes, his eyes closed, gently caressed a clear crystal ball, not much smaller than his head, standing quietly by.

Outside the platform, the cold wind raged, carrying countless ice shards and snowflakes, drifting aimlessly across the summit.

Inside the platform, it was as warm as spring.

Even the chilling howls of the wind could barely penetrate this space, disturbing the actions of the two human spellcasters.

"…Hoo!!"

The human woman moved her gaze away from the massive astronomical device, taking a deep breath.

"It can be basically confirmed that the dim new star that suddenly appeared at the tail of the Sagittarius constellation is likely the manifestation of a powerful being preparing to embark on the path to godhood."

"Based on the time we discovered its existence, and the continuous comparison of the new star's development speed and brightness over the past few decades, this powerful being has not been preaching for very long, but the scale of their followers is expanding rapidly, or the quality of their followers is extremely high."

The human woman's name was Yudora, a student of the elderly human man beside her, and an outstanding prophecy mage.

And the old man beside her, accompanying her in observing the stars, but not opening his eyes, was the Vice Chairman of the Eternal Truth Council, 'The Awakened One,' Abel.

Back when the high-ranking elites of the Truth Council went deep into the ninth level of hell, Nesserus Hell, to search for the Wall of the Faithless hidden beneath Nesserus Castle in Serpent Coil Valley, the Council's remaining power at the Crystal Ice Tower consisted of only seven mages whose strength was at most mid-Legendary rank.

The result was self-evident: six of the Council's most powerful mages sacrificed their lives in exchange for a new path for the intelligent species of the myriad worlds, freeing them from the entanglement and distress of choosing a faith.

The Wall of the Faithless had indeed been destroyed, but the changes to the Fayman World did not seem to be as significant as everyone had anticipated.

Although the Truth Council, in conjunction with other spellcaster organizations in the Ice and Snow Kingdom, continuously dispatched their mages, using travel as an opportunity, to spread the fact that the Wall of the Faithless had been destroyed and that the gods could no longer enslave intelligent beings to provide them with faith, in the end, there were not many intelligent beings who were truly willing to give up their faith.

On the contrary, the Eternal Truth Council suddenly lost more than half of its experts, and the most powerful ones at that.

In recent years, it had been jointly suppressed by several other spellcaster organizations in the Ice and Snow Kingdom and had been unable to restore its former glory.

The secular ruling class of the Ice and Snow Kingdom was now also in turmoil.

Because the Truth Council, which supported the royal family, had fallen into decline, several powerful dukes and earls in the secular world vaguely had the intention of standing up to the royal family.

These influential lords not only had representatives supported by spellcaster organizations such as the 'Rose Cottage' and 'Necromantic Mist,' but also had members who had been bought and won over by powerful human kingdoms such as the Lionheart Dynasty and the Kingdom of Dawn.

Fortunately, the most powerful deterrent of the Ice and Snow Kingdom was still the capricious Ice and Snow Goddess, who could descend independently at any time.

Until it could be determined whether the Goddess cared about the subjects and the royal family of the Ice and Snow Kingdom, no one dared to risk offending and angering Her, causing the Ice and Snow Kingdom to fall into turmoil.

The Ice and Snow Goddess was indeed solitary, rarely interacting with other human gods.

Only a few relatively close gods were mostly gods of the natural pantheon, which the human gods and their churches naturally wished to eliminate as soon as possible.

However, the Goddess was powerful, and the location of her divine kingdom was unknown.

And in the Fayman World, wherever the land was covered by ice and snow in the Ice and Snow Kingdom, it was the Goddess's domain.

Almost no one could defeat Her in this domain, even if the gods sent avatars to gang up on Her or dispatched countless troops to attack, it would be ineffective.

"…I see a ball of orange-red flame, slowly heading towards my Ice and Snow Kingdom, getting closer and closer to Crystal Frost City…"

The clear crystal ball was held in Abel's palm, rotating spontaneously.

From time to time, a streak of light shuttled through the sphere, reflecting fragmented, unknown images.

At some point, Abel opened his eyes, his pupils a vast expanse of white, gazing into the distance, as if seeing a real scene.

On his already aged cheeks, as the prophecy spell continued to peek into the river of time, fine wrinkles grew at a rate visible to the naked eye.

In just a few breaths, the wrinkles that grew on Abel's cheeks were almost as many as he would grow in a year.

"…The other party is coming for something, and their destination should be my Crystal Frost City…"

"Clang!!!"

The image in his mind was suddenly cleaved open by a crimson-gold light that suddenly appeared.

Abel's sea of consciousness was even stirred up by this crimson-gold light, creating towering waves.

"Guh!!"

His chest suddenly jolted, and a mouthful of salty blood surged up from his throat, spilling from the corner of his mouth.

Abel's prophecy spell was directly interrupted.

His brain was in a daze, and he supported his body, groping behind him, and sat down on a stone bench on the platform.

"Teacher, are you alright?"

Yudora took a few quick steps, supporting Abel's swaying body, looking at the old man's pale face with concern.

"It's nothing.

The other party seemed to have noticed my spell and directly used brute force to stir up the river of time.

For the time being, I can't see any images through the river of time."

Abel took out a handkerchief from his chest and gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, replying calmly.

"Based on the results of our observation, this being who is embarking on the path to godhood should not be underestimated.

Perhaps they are already a Saint-level peak existence."

"With our Council's current strength in Crystal Frost City, I'm afraid we may not be able to stop them, if their destination is really Crystal Frost City."

"Send a message to the other councilors now, asking them to return!!

At the same time, issue a warning to the royal family, asking them to be careful and vigilant during this period."

"Alright, I'll do it now."

Yudora nodded, her face serious.

After years of recovery and cultivation, the Eternal Truth Council had seen three of its older generation of legendary powerhouses fall for various reasons. However, five new generation legendary mages had also risen, somewhat filling the losses of the council.

However, these new generation legendary mages were still significantly weaker than the older generation, mostly at the early stages of the legendary realm.

Once mages reached the legendary rank, they needed to learn and master necessary legendary feats to greatly improve their strength. They also had to study legendary spells and understand the true principles of spell models. The difficulty of improvement was much higher than that of combat classes, which was the price that casters had to pay for being generally stronger than combat classes at the same rank.

Of the four remaining legendary powerhouses from the older generation, the strongest was Abel, a mid-level legendary mage specializing in divination. Even after two hundred years, he was only at the high-level legendary rank. The other three legendary casters included two who were still only mid-level legendary, and one who had just broken through to the high-level rank a few decades ago.

This was the current state of the strongest spellcaster organization in the Icewind Nation, the Eternal Truth Council, regarding its top combat power. They didn't even have a demigod-level mage.

The image Abel saw through his divination spells, along with the streak of crimson-gold light that disrupted the River of Time, all reminded Abel of the opponent's power.

Fortunately, the Icewind Nation's royal family had a demigod-level powerhouse stationed, along with several legendary-level combat class experts guarding Crystal Frost City. Combined with the Truth Council's spellcasters and protective measures like the Ice Crystal Tower, they might be able to stop this unknown powerhouse, or at least have the strength to negotiate and confront them.

However, the only thing that worried Abel was that they didn't know the identity of this unknown powerhouse or the purpose of their visit. For Abel and the others, who needed to protect a capital city with a population of over a million, it was like searching for a needle in a haystack, with no way to investigate!

… … … …

In the forbidden area now known as the Land of Godfall, the churning black clouds took a great deal of time to gather enough mass to re-cover this space filled with gloomy, decaying aura.

But perhaps it was just a feeling, the negative energy aura within the forbidden area, after bearing the brunt of Allen's strongest attack, had weakened considerably, and the dark creatures within had also become much more docile.

At least, the bone giant that had been flaunting its power and brandishing its claws in front of Allen was now completely gone, replaced by a small mountain of bone dust and debris a hundred meters ahead of Allen.

Whoosh!

Bonecleaver was casually sheathed, and as Allen retracted his arm, he threw a casual punch forward. A raging storm suddenly arose, almost equivalent to a level 6-7 wind-based area spell. The storm directly blew the bone dust and debris into the air, forming two gray-brown tornadoes on the left and right, sweeping away into the distance.

The small mountain of bone dust quickly disappeared from Allen's sight. What remained was a piece of black, unremarkable rotten wood, about the length of Allen's arm.

Allen walked up to the rotten wood and picked it up. Although Allen could feel the gloomy negative energy on the surface of the wood, trying to penetrate into his flesh as his hand gripped it, Allen's keen mental power could faintly sense a faint, almost imperceptible energy fluctuation within the wood that made him feel warm and familiar.

Considering that the Father of the Oak Tree had once descended and attached himself to the body of an Ancient War Tree, Allen could easily guess the origin of the rotten wood in his hand.

Boom!

Flames of Wrath suddenly erupted from his palm and quickly enveloped the entire trunk of the rotten wood. Cracking sounds constantly rang out on the surface of the wood as the gloomy negative energy collided and annihilated with Allen's Flames of Wrath, which were full of vitality and fighting spirit.

By the time the accumulated negative energy on the rotten wood was completely eliminated by the Flames of Wrath, Allen, as strong as a demigod, felt quite exhausted and tired, even more so than when he had unleashed his strongest attack earlier.

Looking again, the wood in Allen's hand no longer had a rotten aura. Instead, it looked like a piece of charred wood that had been thrown into a bonfire and smoked into charcoal. Beneath its black surface, a new natural aura slowly emanated.

Allen didn't expect that he would have such an unexpected gain just by temporarily intending to pay homage to the great Father of the Oak Tree. After exerting force to test the hardness of the charred wood several times, he finally satisfiedly stored the charred wood in his dimensional bag.

Once again, with a look of remembrance, he gazed at the deep black clouds ahead. Then, Allen tapped his feet and relied solely on the power of his physical body to run wildly out of the forbidden area.

About one magical hour after Allen left, several human figures appeared together in the air outside the forbidden area, observing the situation within the forbidden area with solemn expressions.

However, what these human legends from the newly established Kingdom of Four Seasons didn't know was that the target they were looking for had already left this place.

The further south he went, the more severe and icy the temperature became. The villages along the way gradually became scarce, replaced by landscapes of primitive coniferous forests tens of meters high. When a patch of white finally appeared in Allen's eyes, he had finally arrived in the territory of the Icewind Nation.

Compared to the human kingdoms in warmer regions, the towns in the Icewind Nation were much fewer, but the population density was much higher. The surrounding primitive coniferous forests and tundra wilderness were better preserved.

In addition, the harsh environment and climate, the dangerous elemental creatures attached to the ice and snow, and the kingdom's tolerance of outsiders made the Icewind Nation a paradise for adventurers.

Allen had thought that as a hobgoblin bear, it might be very difficult to hide his tracks in human territory. But as he passed through villages and towns, seeing the various races coming in and out of taverns, adventurer guilds, and other places, his worries disappeared.

Everything was new and strange. As the race most adept at creating new things, Allen truly discovered many convenient tools in the villages and towns. As he came into frequent contact with the locals, he also gained a new understanding of the carefree, enthusiastic, and chatty residents of the Icewind Nation, and a new understanding of the human race.