CHAPTER 1509: CHAPTER 1509: IN THE DEPTHS OF HISTORY

He Ao lifted his head, looking ahead into the dense blizzard, continuing forward.

The soldiers just now had very thick accents and dialect shifts, with significant differences from the standard language of the dungeon world.

However, these accents were very similar to the dialect shifts of the northern dialects of the dungeon world, and He Ao, relying on Nell’s memory, could barely understand their words.

Of course, it was also possible that what these people spoke happened to fit the dungeon world’s language, but in reality, they were speaking another language.

The data sample was still too small.

He Ao stepped into the dense snowstorm, crossing the thick snow, continuing forward.

The dense blizzard made it difficult to discern specific directions, so he followed the trend of the stable space-time structure, heading deeper into the space.

After crossing a hilltop, the blizzard seemed to be blocked by the mountains and finally lessened a bit.

The space-time in the surrounding area also tended to stabilize thoroughly, though there were slight fluctuations vibrating within.

He Ao had not studied space-time and didn’t know much about it, but under the gaze of the Eye of Truth, he faintly felt that those seemingly insignificant vibrations might actually indicate a trend of extreme instability in the stable space-time.

Of course, perhaps it wasn’t just a matter of space-time.

He Ao returned his gaze to reality, standing atop the mountain, looking out over a broad valley that appeared in his field of view.

He looked forward, his sight passing through the drifting snowflakes, and unexpectedly, he discovered a dense crowd not far ahead.

These too seemed to be an army, dressed in armor that was more tightly clad than the small squad from before.

And in front of this army stood a huge Snow Giant.

These soldiers seemed to be battling these Snow Giants.

They deployed formations, with warriors holding shields and longswords responsible for creating noise to attract the Snow Giants’ attention.

While the crossbow soldiers and bow soldiers in the rear were responsible for output.

Their arrows seemed to have undergone some sort of enhancement, and He Ao could feel the obvious Extraordinary Power on them.

The Snow Giant’s intelligence was not high, and under such systematic cooperation, this massive Snow Giant was quickly suppressed, and then its body grew weak.

He Ao watched the army, stepping forward, his figure quickly passing through the void, reaching the edge of the army.

"Woo——"

As He Ao arrived, the Snow Giant was also filled with arrows, and with a roar, the massive Snow Giant collapsed to the ground.

On the snow in front of the Snow Giant lay many soldiers with shields. Even with such precise and orderly cooperation, there were still numerous wounded soldiers.

The leader of this army was a nearly two-meter-tall, burly middle-aged man with a ruddy complexion and a bulbous nose.

He seemed to be a competent Transcendent, with a broad longsword hanging at his waist, wearing thick armor, taking deep footprints with each step through the snow, reaching the fallen Snow Giant.

He looked at the Snow Giant, covered with arrows, now quiet, and step by step reached the position above the Snow Giant’s head.

Then he drew the longsword from his waist, aimed at the center of the Snow Giant’s crown, and stabbed down, piercing through the Snow Giant’s skull.

Brilliant white radiance suddenly burst forth from the longsword piercing the Snow Giant, filling its body in an instant.

He Ao could even see the faintly surging brilliance under that snowy outer shell.

Shortly after, the brilliance converged abruptly, following the original path, returning to the inserted longsword.

And that mighty Snow Giant, as the brilliance receded, its body gradually became transparent.

When the final strand of brilliance returned into the sword, the entire Snow Giant became completely illusory.

The tall general stepped back, withdrawing the longsword from the Snow Giant’s body.

Bang——

Like gathered goose feathers bursting, the massive giant shattered in an instant, scattering into countless snowflakes.

He Ao quietly watched this scene. He could feel the Snow Giant’s core at the world’s foundation had collapsed, seemingly absorbed by that sword’s power, meaning it was thoroughly dead and wouldn’t revive immediately.

Interesting.

He Ao looked at the general holding the longsword, that longsword which had looked ordinary now covered with white flowing light, faint traces of patterns emerging.

He Ao could feel the Snow Giant’s transcendent fluctuations, albeit faint.

This meant he could directly attack the Snow Giant, and the Snow Giant could even see him.

But he couldn’t sense the existence of these dense armies before him.

Yet these armies could attack, kill the Snow Giant, and interact with it.

This gave He Ao a sensation that was both real and illusory.

At this moment, the general also raised the shining longsword in hand, turned around to face the surrounding soldiers, and shouted, "Victory!!!"

"Victory!!!" "Victory!!!"

A fierce cheer erupted within the entire army.

"Praise be to His Majesty!!!"

The general shouted once more.

"Praise be to His Majesty!!!"

The soldiers followed in cheer.

"Rest in place, treat wounds, clean the battlefield!"

The general shouted again, and lowered the longsword in hand.

The majority of the army started to rest briefly in the snow, while some soldiers took out simple bandages to treat their wounded comrades.

At the back of the army, some figures in less heavy armor stepped out.

They were leading white sled dogs, pulling some sleds, starting to recover the arrows that had just been shot into the Snow Giant’s body around the area where it had collapsed.

He Ao walked to the side of the battlefield, watching them recover the arrows.

Although the Snow Giant’s body appeared to be piled from snow, beneath its surface of white snow skin was hard ice.

Even Lin Chichi would need to wield a C-grade weapon like the Holy Heart Sword to harm the Snow Giant.

Theoretically, these crudely made ancient arrows shouldn’t even penetrate the Snow Giant’s defense, let alone kill it.

But this army, with such simple arrows, managed to kill the Snow Giant.

The arrows didn’t appear to be much worn either, almost as if they had pierced through snow alone.

He Ao paused, crouched in the snow, watching an arrow in front of him.

The shafts of these arrows seemed to be made of a certain hard wood, with iron-crafted tips, not much different from other ancient arrows.

The only difference lay in the iron sword tip above, faintly engraved with some sort of pattern. Between the patterns, an extremely faint white stream of light flowed through.

He reached out, attempting to pick up this arrow.

But as his palm touched the arrow, it passed right through it.

These arrows looked very real, but when He Ao’s fingers brushed over them, they were somewhat transparent.

Like a scene in virtual reality, it appeared real but had no actual texture.

A soldier walked over, stopped in front of He Ao, and reached out to pick up the arrow.

And just as he bent down to pick up the arrow, he suddenly looked up at He Ao in front of him.

And He Ao also gazed at him.

But the soldier’s gaze did not linger behind He Ao but seemed to ’pass through’ He Ao’s body, spotting another arrow behind him.

Then he walked over, picked up that arrow, and placed it into his already full quiver at his waist.

The howling wind and snow seemed to intensify a bit; he turned his head to look at where He Ao was sitting, scratched his head, and then walked towards the General.

At this moment, in front of the General, several soldiers were tying the retrieved arrows together, with the sword tips pointing upward, standing upright in a clean area of snow, densely arranged in a field of arrows.

"This should be the last snow giant nearby," beside the tall General, a man who seemed to also be an officer but slightly weaker-looking, glanced at the blizzard around them and hoarsely said, "When will this blizzard ever stop?"

"His Majesty is investigating these blizzards, and I believe there will soon be results," the General raspingly replied, "Once we finish tidying these up, we can return to the city for supplies."

"I have received a letter from my aunt in the south," the frail officer hoarsely said, "This blizzard has already covered several kingdoms in the south, and everywhere are these damn, unkillable snow giants."

"That’s not something we can consider," the General said slowly, "Our duty is merely to clear the snow giants and protect the Kingdom’s safety, and His Majesty has already shared the method to kill snow giants. The south is always warmer, so there won’t be that many snow giants."

"I’ve heard a rumor," the frail officer looked at the General and spoke slowly, "You know, on the day the blizzard erupted, His Majesty happened to..."

"Hmm?!" The General seemed to sense what he was about to say and turned his head, coldly looking at the frail officer, "Do not think unnecessary thoughts; our duty is simply to be loyal to His Majesty and protect the Kingdom’s safety."

Seeing the General’s cold gaze, the frail officer paused but still boldly continued, "It’s not my idea; all the southern kingdoms are talking about this, that the blizzard-covered area keeps expanding, and the snow gets heavier—"

Bam—

The frail officer was directly grabbed by the neck by the General, forcefully swung, and thrown to the ground, making a dull thud. The General coldly stared at him, "If it weren’t for your father’s title as Earl, I would have killed you."

After saying this, he ignored the frail officer and walked to the stack of arrows ahead.

"Is it not allowed to speak the truth anymore? Everyone is saying that this blizzard originates from us, and the neighboring kingdoms are still suppressing it," the frail officer, lying on the ground, spat out a mouthful of blood, "If the blizzard persists for years, and disasters continue, will they still endure? When the coalition armies of these nations gather, the Kingdom’s end will come!!!"

He roared angrily, "Your so-called loyalty now is mere blind loyalty!"

His voice was loud, seemingly intentionally trying to let the surrounding soldiers hear clearly.

But the General walking in front seemed to hear nothing, only raising his longsword in front of the stacked ’arrow field.’

The brilliance enveloping the sword’s body slowly seeped out from the longsword, like streams of light, falling on the tips of the arrows one by one.

The originally dim sword tips began to brighten under the infusion of these lights, sketching out intricate patterns on them.

When the brilliance above the longsword dimmed by a third, the dense arrow tips in front of the General were also fully lit, shimmering with a faint glow.

The General withdrew his longsword, "Next batch."

Now, the glow covering the arrow tips gradually subsided, yet faintly, intricate streams of light could still be seen flashing, revealing the extraordinary nature of these arrows.

The surrounding soldiers quickly collected the arrows covered in brilliance and distributed them to the resting archers.

Meanwhile, new arrows were bundled and placed on this open space.

The General turned back, looking at the frail officer lying on the ground, "I know what you want to do, but you’d better put away your thoughts; you have no idea what the current situation is, a bunch of fools."

And at this moment, the General suddenly lifted his head, looking at his side.

He Ao was standing quietly by his side, gazing at him.

His body suddenly tensed at this moment, and He Ao could even feel the powerful force within him that could erupt at any moment.

He gazed at He Ao in front of him, "Who are you?"

He Ao raised an eyebrow, smiling as he looked at him, "You can see me?"

After ’listening’ to the conversation just now, He Ao could roughly determine that the language these people used was the language of the dungeon world, just with a heavy accent.

The General was about to say something more when a fierce blizzard suddenly arose around them.

Whoosh——

The dense blizzard filled He Ao’s field of view; even though the place he stood now was less than a meter away from the General, his sight could not penetrate the blizzard to see the figure that stood before him just now.

The surrounding space-time seemed to tremble at this moment.

Seeing this scene, He Ao’s gaze paused slightly, and he took a half step forward, his body not leaving its original spot, his fingers extending beyond the ’one meter’ distance.

The surrounding scene seemed to have changed, yet it also seemed unchanged, but He Ao did not touch the General’s body.

The ’General’ standing before He Ao seemed to have vanished into thin air.

The howling blizzard swept past He Ao’s palm, producing a whistling sound.

Vaguely, He Ao felt his thoughts seemed somewhat ’disordered.’

This blizzard clearly just started, yet it seemed as if it had been raging for a long time.

Finally, the blizzard slowly subsided, and all around him, everything fell silent.

He Ao surveyed his surroundings, his gaze meeting nothing but endless whiteness.

Originally in front of him, the General, officer, and the dense soldiers had all disappeared like illusions dissipating in the wind.

Even the broad valley, the towering mountains, had vanished, leaving only a vast expanse of snowy plains.

A faint orange-gray glow flashed across his eyes, the structure of space-time around him already different from the valley he had just been in.

The structure of space-time here was as stable as the real world.

In the turbulent blizzard, he seemed to have crossed an endless space and entered the deepest part of this time-space.

Boom boom boom——

And at this moment, the barren snowfield around him violently shook.

One by one, towering shadows rose from the ground, these were snow giants, standing forty to fifty meters tall, even larger than those Lin Chichi encountered.

These snow giants lowered their heads, gazing at He Ao, their bodies gathering together, forming layers of rings, encircling He Ao’s figure.

Gazing at these snow giants, He Ao remained calm, retracting his extended hand, the faint orange-gray glow gathering in his pupils.

And at this moment, behind the countless snow giants, in the void, there seemed to be a faint sound of footsteps stepping into the soft snow.

Subsequently, the massive snow giants collapsed as if the core supporting their movements was pulled out, disintegrating into a sky full of snowflakes.