Chapter 1531: Chapter 1531: The Connection Point Between Two Worlds
Among these illusions, there was a vast ice plain with marching Snow Giants, a city sealed amidst the snowstorm, and ancient soldiers trudging through the ice plain.
These scenes resembled those that He Ao observed upon entering the snowy area of the desert, as he first entered this Historical World.
It was an expanse covered by snow and ice.
The surrounding Deep Sea seed to vanish at this mont, or perhaps these icy illusions constituted the pitch-black Deep Sea.
And it was at this ti that He Ao saw an ‘unusual’ scene amidst those icy illusions.
In that scene, there was no snow or ice, but a barren Gobi Desert stretching endlessly, with simple camps scattered across it.
Vaguely, He Ao felt that the scene looked familiar.
But without ti to think deeply, he suddenly realized he had forgotten sothing.
He imdiately turned his head to look at his side.
The other half of the ice cocoon had unknowingly disappeared, leaving only a deep pitch-black void.
When did this happen?
And the Ice and Snow Gem before him, originally shining brightly, rapidly dimd at this mont, indicating that he was moving farther away from the destination.
He promptly raised his head, looking around, only to find that the illusions that had surrounded him had vanished.
Ka—
The pitch-black seawater crushed the ice cocoon around him, surging towards him.
The terrifying cold was about to freeze him instantly.
He imdiately wrapped his body with Divine Sense, looking around.
And right then, he felt a faint additional ‘buoyancy.’
But this buoyancy seed to pull downward rather than upward.
He quickly swam in the direction guided by this buoyancy.
There were no shadows of Kela anywhere around, nor any light.
And after crossing a certain boundary, he suddenly felt his body lighten.
The sensations of ‘up’ and ‘down’ he had felt seed reversed.
The buoyancy that had been pushing him downward now lifted him rapidly ‘upward’.
Above him, faint shadows of light began to erge.
His body rapidly ascended.
In a very short ti, he broke through the water’s surface.
With gentle splashes, the surrounding seawater seed less frigid, turning a shade of azure.
He Ao lifted his head and looked forward along the sea surface.
At the horizon of his field of view, a massive Ice and Snow Island stood.
Various scattered buildings from different eras were spread across the island, lending an eerie and cold aura to the entire island.
Right at this mont, He Ao suddenly realized sothing and lifted his head to look at the sky.
Amidst the drifting clouds, a gigantic city reflection hovered high in the Firmant.
That was Mote City, one of the largest cities in the Western Lands of Main World.
At present, this city was veiled with a blanket of white shades, colored by the ice and snow covering the land.
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Bang—
The surrounding solid ice completely shattered, and Kela slowly sat up from the ground, looking at the beach ahead.
She lowered her head, gazing at the shattered ice chunks around her, then shifted her view to the side.
There was emptiness, nothing at all.
She imdiately raised her head to look around.
Before her eyes was only an empty stretch of beach, with nothing present.
Dong—
At this mont, a clear and long bell rang from above.
It sounded like the clock tower striking the hour.
Kela lifted her eyes, following the direction of the sound.
A majestic city built against the mountains ca into view.
The city was almost entirely ford of ice and snow, with a giant ice and snow clock tower standing midway up the city, now emitting a thunderous sound.
Kela quietly watched the city, “Xiqilelan?”
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Pa—
He Ao stepped onto the beach, raising his head to look at the peak above.
This mountain occupied the entire island, towering high, covered with a layer of pure white snow.
Scattered across the peak were a variety of structures.
There were colossal ancient palaces, classic Western Land Castles, and magnificent coliseums.
He Ao’s figure flickered as he climbed the mountain, swiftly passing these buildings.
So of these structures resembled those from the dungeon world, but most were imbued with a rich Main World style.
He Ao even saw a statue of a Republic founder from the Main World, inserted diagonally into an ancient palace.
His gaze quietly swept over these structures—a massive historical junkyard, with nurous artifacts from history strewn here.
He Ao raised his head to gaze at the sky.
The reflection overhead had transford from Mote City into an endless desert, with an unclear snow and ice area encircled within.
This was the uninhabited desert and snowy area he had experienced when coming to this world.
In fact, He Ao noticed along the way that each region in this ocean realm had different reflections overhead.
Upon first surfacing, he saw Mote City, but moving further a bit, it changed into Nandu of Central Earth.
Apart from that, he saw reflections of several large cities before reaching this island.
Their sole commonality was being densely populated large tropolises.
However, upon arriving at the island, the reflection abruptly shifted to a deserted desert.
Withdrawing his gaze from the desert and snowy area overhead, He Ao lowered his head, continuing forward along the snow-covered mountain.
Boom—
A gigantic shadow suddenly descended from the sky; it was a clock tower from roughly two or three centuries ago, during the Main World’s industrial era.
Condensed seemingly from the desert reflection in the sky, it swiftly fell, crashing into the center of a coliseum on the Ice and Snow Island.
He Ao did not look up at the sky’s shadow; he quickly passed through those ‘historical structures,’ reaching the mountain peak.
Unlike other historical structures, the peak held a small stone building.
The building had a circular base, with stone walls enclosed, topped with curved stone slabs, forming an outward protruding pointed roof.
However, the roof was incomplete, with several large holes on the right side, nearly a third destroyed.
The craftsmanship of the entire building is very rough, like the structures that He Ao once saw in museums, made by primitive humans.
But the architecture’s form is one He Ao has never seen before. Although the workmanship is very crude, whether due to the right choice of curvature or size, this stone building resembling a large prairie tent actually exudes a peculiar minimalistic technological feeling.
He Ao, however, is not an archaeologist and doesn’t really understand these kinds of buildings.
Perhaps this truly is a building from so primitive era, still deeply buried in the soil of the Main World, awaiting excavation.
Nonetheless, this building likely holds so sort of mysticism significance; otherwise, it wouldn’t sit so prominently atop this mountain peak.
The building’s door is wide open, and He Ao slowly moves forward into the building.
The interior of the building is spacious, with a towering stone pillar in the center, surrounded by stone furnaces seemingly used for illumination, with so remnants of ash still burning with flas.
On the right side of the stone pillar at the center of the room, sunlight pours through a massive breach, shining on several figures frozen in shining ice.
They are wearing modern clothing from the Main World, completely frozen.
Their clothes are lightweight, paired with various sunblock scarves, as if they were recently exploring a desert.
At this mont, they’ve been completely sculpted into ice statues.
Their legs are pinned into the ground like thumbtacks, their bodies matching the hole punched through the stone house.
It’s obvious they also fell from the sky, crashing into this stone house.
He Ao vaguely rembers Lin Chichi saying that in the earliest days when they obtained information, an ‘expedition team’ vanished in the ice and snow region.
It seems these are mbers of the vanished expedition team.
They didn’t die in the ice and snow region but were frozen into ice statues and landed in this world.
He Ao walks to the stone pillar, using the sunlight pouring through the large hole to carefully examine the pillar.
The craftsmanship on this stone pillar is very simple, without any carved patterns, only marks left by smoothing it into a cylindrical shape.
There are no traces for hanging or tying anything on the stone pillar.
The person who built this stone house seed to have deliberately placed a stone pillar in the middle of the room.
Based on He Ao’s experience, buildings that look strange like this are usually temples.
But if it’s indeed a temple, what is worshipped here? The stone pillar?
He Ao shakes his head, choosing not to dwell on the stone pillar question.
He stands in front of the stone pillar, raises his head, looking upwards.
His gaze seems to penetrate the incomplete rooftop, visions of illusions hung in the sky, viewing the vast desert and the ice and snow region at its center.
At this mont, where he stands directly faces the center of that ice and snow region.
Orange-gray light outlines nested rings in his pupils, a gigantic eye embedded within an inverted triangle slowly appears behind his head.
The entire world seems at this mont to unfold in his field of view, displaying densely packed, intertwining lines.
These lines weave with each other, extending deep into the sky, then seeming to pass through an invisible barrier, connecting to another world.
A world that gives He Ao a strong sense of ‘familiarity’.
He Ao lowers his gaze, feeling the brief flutter in his heart at the mont he touched the invisible barrier.
Indeed, this is where the Main World and this historical world ‘contact’ each other.
The ice power from the icy region of the Main World is seeping through from here.
While historical buildings scattered around the island also ‘fell’ from the Main World.
It’s akin to an hourglass, connecting both sides, as things from above and below run towards the opposite side.
However, these things are constrained by invisible forces, like so sort of sieve, intercepting anything that might disturb space-ti near the connection point.
Things from the Main World only appear on this island.
While fierce creatures and anomalies ford by ice power only appear in the icy region.
But thusly viewed, due to so accident, life crossing the connection point to reach this historical world should be intercepted here.
Just like these explorers turned into ice statues.
And He Ao seems to be the exception.
He directly ‘passed through’ the sieve, reaching the area beyond the connection point.
He Ao is unaware of how he bypassed these blocking sieves, but he faintly becos aware of another matter.
He raises his head, gazing at the sky’s reflection.
Actually, the ‘passability’ of the connection point is quite high.
As long as he follows those ti-space distorted veins, using the Pages of the Past Book’s influence on history.
Perhaps he could return to the Main World right now.
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Ice and Snow City
Whoosh——
In front of the towering clock tower, fierce icy winds sweep the land, instantly freezing the icy constructs of pedestrians around into lengthy gigantic ice blocks.
Kela swiftly pulls back to dodge the icy wind.
She raises her head, facing the creature that “exhales” icy wind.
It’s a massive, seemingly only appearing in Knight stories and legends, ‘Giant Dragon’.
Constructed entirely of ice, its wings span a hundred ters, perched atop the lofty clock tower, looking down at the white-haired woman below.
Faint snow-white light gathers in its mouth.
Beneath it is a whole street and pedestrians frozen by ice.
Although these ‘pedestrians’ are also made entirely of ice and snow without any self-awareness, rely repeating certain motions.
The surrounding streets and houses are also ford from ice and snow.
This entire city seems to be an illusory city composed entirely of ice and snow.
Kela gazes at the ice dragon suspended in the sky, raising her hand behind her, not knowing when a dense array of soldiers ford from solid ice has lined up.
These soldiers wear ice armor with callia emblem imprints and hold ice-made bows and arrows, presently drawing longbows aid at the sky’s ice dragon.
As Kela’s hand raises, the soldiers imdiately release the ice arrows.
Each ice arrow glimrs with white light, rapidly cutting through the sky like a reverse ice rain, landing on the massive ice dragon.
The sword-hand body of the ice dragon is pierced by the white-light ice arrows, roaring in fury, flapping wings to shatter the ice arrows, rushing directly downward.
The dragon’s body is currently riddled with wounds, repeated assaults have persisted many tis.
The ice beneath Kela’s feet lifts up, elevating her away from the ground.
The dragon dives into the midst of solid ice soldiers, swinging claws to instantly smash the soldiers standing before it.
Kela raises her fingers, once again rays of light descend, forming new solid ice soldiers appearing behind the ice dragon to attack it from behind.
anwhile, the bow-wielding soldiers shoot arrows anew, attacking the ice dragon.
The ice dragon roars, this ti lifting its head, charging towards Kela with giant icy brilliance gathering in its mouth, spewing outward.
Kela raises her hand, a brilliance erges from her palm, colliding with the dragon’s icy brilliance.
The two rays of brilliance stalemate for a long mont, finally Kela’s brilliance overpowering the dragon’s icy breath, sending the light into the dragon’s mouth.
Dazzling brilliance infiltrates into the dragon’s throat, penetrating through its body, quickly inundating its form with frost.
The colossal ice dragon plumts from the sky, crashing onto the ground.
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