This endless world

"This is... a church?"

As soon as he stepped into the door of the building in front of him, Zheng Zha made a confused sound.

Entering from the front, the building looked like a research institute in style, and the members of the Zhongzhou Team did not encounter any obstacles. Even the thousand-year-old ice covering the surface of the building deliberately left a gap for entry and exit, leaving only a thin layer of mist-like energy light curtain at the door, which was more symbolic than practical.

But the situation inside the building was completely different from what the Zhongzhou team expected. It is not filled with high-tech creations like before, nor is it filled with experimental instruments and petri dishes like Chu Xuan's personal room in the main god's space... Some are just an old-fashioned church with a small area.

"Since this place is shrouded in the light of Arthas Menethil's soul, then this most central location naturally reflects her mental landscape."

Yang Yun, who was walking at the front, was answering Zheng Zha's questions through the spiritual link. He stopped and motioned for everyone to look ahead: "Look over there."

——On the stage in front of the church, a silver-haired woman in a white wedding dress sat elegantly on a chair, immersed in a quiet sleep.

Although her skin was as pale as the dead and lacked the warmth of life, her peerless appearance was so stunning that people could not help but fall in love with it, making everything else in the world eclipse. The bright red line between her eyebrows, like a brand, not only did not detract from her beauty, but gave her an extraordinary noble temperament, as if she was destined to be the aloof queen...

At this moment, the queen of the undead looked like the holy Virgin Mary in an oil painting with her eyes closed. On both sides of her were a frost blade and a skeleton horse tied to a pillar.

The horn pattern on the hilt of the sword has faded, and the soul fire in the skull of the skeletal war horse named "Invincible" no longer shines. At the Queen's feet, the white-bone cat named "Barbie" was sleeping quietly with its owner, seemingly unaware of the arrival of everyone from the Central Continent Team.

"That is, Arthas Menethil..."

Gazing at the flawless woman who looked like an ancient Greek god, and the vague coldness exuding from her body, even Zheng Zha couldn't help but become nervous subconsciously, and quietly asked in the spiritual link : "Is she sleeping? Or recovering from her injuries? Or..."

"……have no idea."

Even Yang Yun now finds it difficult to understand Alsace's current situation. In a conventional sense, she is obviously an undead soul that has passed away. No matter how Yang Yun tries to sense it, he cannot feel the slightest trace of it from her body. Life energy exists. But the countless Three-Eyed tribesmen outside the building proved that Arthas had not truly entered death at this time. At least the light of her soul still existed...

——Is this the light of the soul that is one step away from reaching the imperial level? It is really unimaginably powerful...

"Look at her arms."

Just as Yang Yun was thinking about Alsace's current state, Chu Xuan suddenly spoke. The young man stretched out a finger and motioned for everyone to look into Alsace's arms.

In the direction pointed by Chu Xuan, there was a flawless dome. It was alternating bright and dim light in a unique rhythm, as if it was sending out a warning signal of lack of energy. This subtle change in luster gives people an uneasy and mysterious feeling, as if there is some kind of power that is about to awaken inside the dome, waiting to be reactivated...

"Let's give it a try." Seeing that everyone noticed the giant egg in Alsace's arms, Chu Xuan said calmly: "No matter what, you must take action."

"……All right."

Yang Yun looked at the skeletal cat next to Alsace's feet, which was always talking nonsense in his memory. At this time, it was like a sleeping cat, with half a Barbie doll lying on its pillow. He finally nodded: "Then give it a try."

As he spoke, Yang Yun mobilized the fairy power in his body, gently stretched out his hand, and transferred energy to the giant egg in Alsace's arms in front of him——

"——Click."

At the moment when Yang Yun injected energy into the dome, there was no problem at all. The dome suddenly made a slight and crisp cracking sound, which was particularly abrupt in the silent space.

Then, an almost imperceptible small crack quietly formed on the surface of the eggshell. The appearance of this crack seemed to trigger a chain reaction and became the first thunder to break the silence. Immediately afterwards, more cracks quickly spread on the surface of the eggshell like a spider web. Under the intertwining of these cracks, the originally flawless eggshell became fragile, like a thin piece of ice about to break...

"Wait a minute, Yang Yun, what did you do?"

Seeing that the dome in Alsace's arms was full of cracks and about to break into pieces, Zheng Zha was frightened and quickly asked in the spiritual link: "What's going on? Is it that we shouldn't do this? Or are you injecting energy?" Is the method wrong? Or..."

"...No, it's not our problem." Yang Yun frowned, looking at his right hand, and the next moment he looked at Alsace's face: "It's her own problem."

When everyone's eyes were focused on Arthas again, they couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, shocked by the changes before their eyes. Just now, the Frost Queen seemed extremely perfect and powerful, but now her cold and noble face was covered with countless small and dense cracks, which were surprisingly similar to the cracking of the giant egg.

These cracks started from Arthas's forehead and spread outward like a spider web, covering her cheeks, nose bridge, and even extending to her neck and exposed skin. Each crack was like a cold blade, as if it would tear her apart from the inside out in the next moment. This seemingly eternal Frost Queen is aging at an alarming rate...

At the same time, the phantoms of the three-eyed people who once filled the surroundings outside the church, as if they were eternal guards, began to dissipate one by one, as if they were wiped out by an invisible force without leaving any trace.

The frost that originally covered the entire sky and dyed the world a cold white began to crack, and eventually turned into countless tiny fragments and completely melted away, turning into dust. All that was left was a desolate, empty city and the completely dead three-eyed queen sitting on a chair...

——It seemed that this was the original appearance of the world. (End of this chapter)