"Honestly, it's a bit of a pity."
Just as his palm was about to touch Andrew, a thought flashed through the mind of the Royal Court Warrior Chief, "This kid is actually the legendary Water Mage! I never thought that the Water Mages passed down in the ancient tales of the Royal Court really exist..."
In this world dominated by Fla Mages and the Fire Elent, the vast majority of people aren't even aware of the existence of Water Mages.
The people of the Royal Court were an exception.
The bloodline and heritage of the Royal Court originated from the union of the ancient Frost Pattern Titans and human ancestors. And it is said that the first ones to combine with the Frost Pattern Titans, giving birth to the hybrids of humans and Titans, were precisely a group of Mages with the Water Attribute!
Pure-blooded Frost Pattern Titans, as the na suggests, naturally have lines of frost patterns on their bodies.
But those patterns only enhanced combat attributes like "strength" and "defense," until combining with Water Mages, incorporating certain Secret Techniques of Water Magic, which led to the Royal Family of today with the hidden "Eternal Frost Ice Pattern" that embodies extre vitality. Hence the phrase at the entrance of the Eternal Frost Hall: At the deepest point of Eternal Frost, life secrets are hidden.
So yes, this Royal Court Warrior Chief had heard of Water Mages before.
He always regarded these stories he heard since childhood as nothing more than ethereal myths and legends, never truly taking them to heart.
He was ordered to co, with the original mission simply to confirm Andrew's death by freezing and then report back.
Unexpectedly, Andrew didn't die from the freezing while unconscious but instead showed signs of awakening.
It was out of a personal sense of mischief that the Warrior Chief planned to scare Andrew by feigning death before killing him personally.
Only when he saw the Water Power properties displayed by Andrew after "vanishing," did the Warrior Chief, while claiming "out of respect, I'll kill you with full force," secretly harbor a selfish thought: "Since the Master wants to confirm this kid's death, I still have to kill him.
However, before killing him..." A peculiar gleam appeared in the Warrior Chief's eyes.
He wasn't interested in Andrew's origins, nor did he care why Water Mages still existed in this world.
What he truly cared about was: "Can this Water Power beco mine and be at my disposal? If I can steal just a trace of this Water Elental Power, perhaps I could break through the bottleneck between Tier Eight and Tier Nine that has eluded for so many years, advancing one more tier!"
With this thought, the Warrior Chief couldn't help but slightly adjust the force contained in his Palm Blade—
He further intensified the Extre Cold Power embedded in the Palm Blade.
As that force touched the skin of Andrew's neck, his body was imdiately covered with a layer of frost, and all the water power within him seed terrifyingly about to freeze into ice.
Next, an intricate ice-blue paint appeared on the face, body, and hands of the Warrior Chief. The "Ice Pattern Oil Paint" moved like a living snake on the Warrior Chief's skin, then started crawling onto Andrew's body.
As a Tier Eight peak Frost Guard, the "Ice Pattern Oil Paint" on the Royal Court Warrior Chief, although incomparable to the Royal Family's "Eternal Frost Ice Pattern," had been cultivated to a very high level.
He was planning to use this "Ice Pattern Oil Paint" to invade Andrew's body, locate the core of Andrew's Water Elental Power, and see if he could forcibly extract a trace of it to claim for his own!
"Kid, since you're going to die anyway, just hand over your power to !"
The Warrior Chief shouted, "Stop resisting, it's aningless! Cooperate with honestly, and afterward I might—"
He originally intended to say "leave you a complete corpse," but then rembered that Andrew's entire body had frozen into ice. Once water freezes, its naturally flexible attribute changes, becoming hard but brittle, so even a three-year-old child could break Andrew into pieces of ice flakes with a touch.
He couldn't help but change his tone and chuckle, "Afterwards, your power will co-exist with . Although you're dead, your power will continue to exist with , which might be a comfort to you, isn't it?"
As his words fell, the Warrior Chief clearly felt: the originally unyielding resistance and resilience within Andrew, which even he found sowhat unbelievable, indeed dissipated. It seed Andrew was truly affected by his words!
A gleeful expression crossed the Warrior Chief's face. At this point, he no longer pretended to put on the hypocritical facade of "respectfully killing you."
The Palm Blade instantly transford into a claw, clamping tight around Andrew's neck, and all the "Ice Pattern Oil Paint" on his body crawled crazily towards Andrew: "Hand it over! Give your Elental Power!" The Warrior Chief roared fiercely, "Quickly, give it to ! Hand it over!!"
Before the sound faded, there was a crisp "bang" sound.
It was like the sound of ice shattering, accompanied by the noise of ice shards scattering to the ground.
But it wasn't Andrew, whose entire body had frozen into ice, that shattered; instead, it was...
The Warrior Chief's own hand, which was gripping Andrew's neck.
"Hand it over... over... over..." The Warrior Chief's fierce and threatening voice echoed repeatedly in the Extre Cold Ice Prison.
But the Warrior Chief himself was stunned, staring at his hand that had vanished at the wrist.
For a mont, he thought he had been mistaken, assuming it was one of Andrew's secret Illusion Technique-type Water Magics at play.
Only when the agonizing pain from the severed wrist transmitted to his brain did he realize: this wasn't an illusion!
Even for soone at Tier Eight, the tolerance for pain isn't significantly stronger than that of ordinary people.
After recovering, the Warrior Chief instinctively wanted to scream in agony but forcibly held it back.
What horrified him wasn't just the sudden "missing hand," but also the power he felt from the amputated wrist: it was no longer Andrew's Water Power, but Ice Power like his own, only purer and more potent!
The Warrior Chief had t the three Earth Fire Scholars of the Magic Guild, had also seen the Beiru President of the Warm Fire Comrce Association, but that instant ice power which annihilated his hand, felt even more terrifying than the Earth Fire Scholars and Beiru President!
Suddenly, a completely unfamiliar female voice resonated in the confined space of the Extre Cold Ice Prison: "Who gave you... the courage... to dare... lay hands... on ...?"
This icy voice alone caused the Warrior Chief, himself a Tier Eight Frost Guard, to shiver violently, experiencing an extre coldness that penetrated the soul itself!
Andrew, who was already supposed to be frozen solid and unable to move, and considered half-dead in the concept of the Warrior Chief, moved again. His gaze, as firm as ancient ice, looked over, while his lips moved—
That extrely cold and freezing female voice was unexpectedly emanating from the mouth of the now-moving Andrew!
But this voice wasn't the pleasant female voice that had communicated with Andrew several tis before.
Instead, it was a completely unfamiliar, extraordinarily cold, and sowhat unpleasant voice.
This voice originated from the current Andrew, as if it hadn't spoken for a long ti, and as if its consciousness hadn't fully recovered, speaking intermittently.
The oppressive force contained within the broken voice was enough to stifle the Warrior Chief's breath!
The Warrior Chief, being a notable character, quickly forced himself to calm down after the initial shock, endured the pain, and sternly questioned, "Who are you? Playing tricks, do you think you can completely defeat by relying on ambush? You're dreaming!"
While he didn't show any weakness verbally, he was already using the magic communication device to contact the person who sent him.
But the result was: there was no contact at all!
The signal of the communication device was completely blocked by an invisible but irresistible terrifying force.
The Warrior Chief, anxious at heart, just saw a flash before his eyes, and saw the originally three or four ters away Andrew—after losing his hand, the Warrior Chief had imdiately retreated a certain distance—Andrew's figure swayed, and the next mont appeared right in front of him, eye to eye!
"Damn it!"
The Warrior Chief, who had just scared Andrew not long ago, now experienced what it felt like for Andrew earlier.
He only felt every single hair on his body stand uncontrollably on end, his scalp tingling uncontrollably, and his legs sowhat weak.
Then he heard the ice-cold, bone-chilling female voice in front of Andrew speak again, saying, "You... are... dead."
"—so what is this situation?"
Andrew's state of mind at this mont was actually quite similar to that of the Warrior Chief.
Both were bewildered.
The previous "Into the Void" expedition resulted in loneliness, but afterward, Andrew's Water Elent identity was clearly revealed.
And the Warrior Chief wasn't the only one who noticed.
After "Into the Void," that peculiar sense of summoning imdiately experienced a new change, starting to continuously further intensify. And at the mont the Warrior Chief harshly attacked Andrew with a hand blade, that sense of summoning also happened to increase to a particular threshold.
At the instant of breaking through that threshold, Andrew only felt an incredible and majestic power converging from all directions, pouring into his body.
"This? What is this—?"
Andrew finally felt it, the source of that sense of summoning wasn't just the Extre Cold Ice Prison, nor was it a specific place in the Snow Mountain Range, but the entire Snow Mountain Range.
More precisely, that sense of summoning originated from beneath the snow mountains!
So unimaginable powerful existence was beneath the depths of the snow mountains, and after Andrew revealed his Water Mage identity, it clearly sensed him, and then transmitted power through that sense!
The Extre Cold Ice Prison could block Andrew's contact with the territory and Barbara and could suppress the Gate of Enlightennt.
Yet it did not hinder the massive power originating from beneath the snow mountains and the entire mountain range.
Because that power, surprisingly, was also of the Ice Attribute like the Extre Cold Ice Prison!
So imnsely powerful Ice Elent existence temporarily infused its power into Andrew's body.
Using Andrew's body as a dium, it t the Warrior Chief's attack, devoured the opponent's Tier Eight Ice Power in a single gulp, and then effortlessly shattered the Warrior Chief's hand!
"What level of power is this?!"
Andrew's body was temporarily out of his control, yet his Perception seed much clearer and sharper.
Like the Warrior Chief, Andrew vaguely felt: this sudden surge of Ice Power into his body was the strongest power he had ever seen or felt. Stronger than a War God level female assassin, and perhaps even stronger than the Magic Guide-level President Beiru.
Above Tier Nine is the Realm of Magic.
Above Magic, what is it?
Andrew didn't know.
Nor did he have the leisure to think it through.
His mouth, driven by that Ice Power, spoke, "Who gave you the nerve to lay hands on ," and "You're dead," but before these two sentences, that unknown Ice Elent existence had said one more sentence.
That sentence was not heard by the Warrior Chief, only Andrew heard it.
At the initial instant when that power surged into Andrew's body, Andrew was very sure he didn't hear it wrong, that cold female voice said to him, "You... finally... ca... I really... missed you..."
Andrew was completely bewildered then, thinking, is this voice talking to ? This... this can't possibly be talking to !
Then he heard that unfamiliar female voice, which seed not entirely awake, speak again, the icy voice faintly tinged with excitent, exclaiming: "—Mother!"
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