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Xiu En's foot had just crossed the end of the Black Ice Bridge and landed on the ice field on the other side.

Almost at the same instant, a tremor suddenly came from the depths of the earth's veins throughout the world.

"Wow!"

Peter stumbled and almost fell to the ground. He instinctively reached out and pressed his hands to the ground, but felt the ice beneath his feet as if it had come alive, trembling and howling.

The ice field began to undulate. Countless black ice spikes, sharp as blades, shot out from the ground without warning, as if to pierce through the sky.

Xiu En merely frowned impatiently, and a golden light barrier spread out from beneath his feet, forming an absolute safety zone with a diameter of ten meters. All the ice spikes aimed at them turned to dust the moment they touched the light barrier.

The angry will emanating from the direction of the Frozen Throne became even more ferocious.

The cold wind was no longer blowing erratically, but instead condensed into countless gray ice blades, whistling as they tore through space, and rained down on their location.

However, when these ice blades struck the thin golden light barrier, they failed to even create a ripple.

"The firepower is strong, but the accuracy is poor."

Xiu En even had the leisure to comment on this spectacular barrage attack.

Amidst the endless storm of ice blades, the distant landscape underwent even more dramatic changes.

The massive iceberg on which the solitary, frozen throne stood cracked open.

Countless enormous black ice blocks recombine and assemble in mid-air, forming a colossal frost fortress more grotesque than any building seen before, rising from the ground.

It looked down upon this land of death, which it completely controlled, with an air of supreme dominion.

At the very top of that massive fortress, a colossal throne made of gray-black ice slowly rose from the depths of the fortress.

On the throne, a withered figure sat quietly.

He wore a crown made of broken ice crystals, and his body was integrated with the entire throne.

Even from a great distance, one could feel the despair emanating from him that was enough to freeze the entire world.

He is the embodiment of Fimbulb Winter.

The former King of Jotunheim.

Laufey.

The moment the Frost Fortress reached its peak, countless dense runes lit up on the black ice surface that made up the entire fortress, as well as around Laufey's throne.

The runes were an ominous dark red, covering every corner of the fortress.

They pulsated, emitting an evil light completely different from that of ice.

"My God... these runes..."

Peter's voice was trembling.

"I've seen something similar in the illustrations in the forbidden section of the Asgardian History Museum; it's a sacrificial circle! It's draining the life force of the entire world!"

"It's just a water pump, and a piece of junk with extremely low efficiency."

The sunflower gave a disdainful snort, its leaves pointing towards the energy flow of the magic circle, as if asking, "Why are you reading such an obscure and forbidden book?"

"Look, all the energy is flowing into that throne, acting as a power bank for that old popsicle. It's like robbing Peter to pay Paul."

At that moment, Xiu En's eyes narrowed slightly.

In the cracks of that destructive will emanating from the throne, he caught a distinctly different, faint, almost imperceptible thought.

It was a deep, mixed signal of regret and resentment... a cry for help?

"...Save...me..."

[...No...it was me...]

[...killed...me...]

This thought came intermittently.

It was like a groan uttered by someone trapped in the depths of a nightmare, using the last bit of strength to escape.

Its source is the remnant soul of Laufey himself, which is almost non-existent, deep within the throne.

The creature on the throne is a monster born from Laufey's resentment and fear, fueled by the out-of-control Fimbulwinter.

The real Laufey, the former Frost King, is imprisoned in the monster's body, enduring eternal torment, and using his last will to cry out for help.

This sacrificial array is the power source that keeps this puppet running. It draws life force from Jotunheim in order to prolong this endless winter forever.

Peter pointed to the network of dark red runes that covered the fortress, his voice slightly hurried with tension.

"Sir! Look at those red lines! Those are energy supply lines! Just like our city's power grid!"

"If we could cut them off, that big guy on the throne might lose power! Like unplugging a computer!"

"Good idea, little spider."

The sunflower swayed its leaves.

"However, this water supply system is poorly designed. Look, there's only one main water pipe, blatantly connected to the foot of the throne."

Its leaf tips pointed to the thickest dark red light path below the fortress.

"Then there are several secondary water pumps, located at the four corners of the fortress, which seem to be for stabilizing water pressure."

The sunflower then pointed to several energy-gathering nodes at the edge of the fortress.

The sunflower then pointed to several energy-gathering nodes at the edge of the fortress.

"If we shut down all these places, that old popsicle will have to go downstairs to fetch water himself."

"Understood."

Xiu En nodded.

"It's just unplugging the power cord, simple."

He looked at Peter beside him and gave him an encouraging smile.

"Alright, Peter, those four little water pumps are yours."

Shuen pointed to the four nodes at the edge of the fortress.

"I'll dismantle the biggest main switch and then hold the king back. Are you sure you can handle that?"

"Me? Me alone?"

Peter's eyes widened instantly.

"Of course not."

The sunflower sprouted a vine.

The vines wrapped around Peter's wrist.

"This is a navigation and safety rope. Xiaohua and I will give you directions."

Immediately afterwards, Shum flicked his finger again, and an even more dazzling golden light entered Peter's body, instantly making the golden patterns on his battle suit as bright as day.

"Your constant temperature buff has been upgraded too. Don't be afraid, go for it, just treat it as a team building activity for employees."

After doing all this, Shuen gently pushed the golden cradle and blue ore that were floating beside him in front of Peter.

"Keep an eye on these two. The stone has life energy that can keep you alive, and make sure the smaller one doesn't catch a cold."

Peter hurriedly took the cradle that emitted a soft glow, then looked at the ore that was heavier than himself, and for a moment he didn't know which one to hug first.

Xiu En turned around, facing the giant fortress that exuded endless chill, with only himself and the flower in his arms.

Xiu En's figure disappeared from the spot.

He crashed into the towering winter fortress.

Laufey on the throne seemed enraged by the charge, and its withered hand twitched slightly.

In an instant, countless black ice walls rose up like petals on the outer wall of the fortress, attempting to withstand the impact of the golden sun.

However, this is meaningless.

Xiu En's speed did not slow down in the slightest.

It easily pierced through the first layer of ice wall, the second layer, the third layer...

The black ice couldn't even form a moment's resistance in the face of pure divine fire.

Amidst the deafening roar, Xiu En had already broken through the outer defenses of the fortress with unstoppable momentum and rushed into the labyrinthine interior of the building.

"He...he just went in like that?"

Peter looked up at the giant fortress in the distance that was constantly emitting golden light and swallowed hard.

"Stop daydreaming, little spider!"

The golden vines on my wrist seemed to be urging me on with discontent from the sunflower.

"Shuen has drawn the BOSS's attention, this is the best time for you to get to work! First target, to the left, at the nine o'clock position, the tip of that tallest ice tower!"

Peter snapped out of his daze and immediately came to his senses.

He looked around, searching for a safe corner.

He carefully secured the golden cradle floating beside him and the huge blue ore to the back of a recessed ice wall with multiple layers of spider silk. He didn't intend to hold the stone; he believed the child needed life energy more.

The cold wind seemed to be protecting the child, bypassing the cradle and only blowing on Peter's face.

"Baby, stay here and be a good boy. I'll go beat up a bad guy and come right back."

He whispered something to the sleeping cub in the cradle, then took a deep breath.

Peter's eyes became focused behind the mask as he quickly calculated wind speed, distance, and gravitational acceleration.

The gravity here seems to be slightly lower than on Earth, which allows him to jump and swing more freely.

"Okay, let's go!"

He shot out two strands of spider silk, which stuck to two huge, protruding ice rocks in the distance.

He launched himself out.

The wind howled past his ears, and below him were constantly protruding black ice spikes.

He sometimes uses spider silk to swing over long distances.

He would sometimes leap in a zigzag pattern by stepping on the vertical ice wall.

It perfectly avoided all the chaotic attacks of ice spikes and the surging ice barbs on the ground.

In just over half a minute, guided by the golden vines, he had arrived at the location of the first energy node that the sunflower had mentioned.

The top of that ice tower that pierces the sky.

This is a small platform.

In the center of the platform, a three-dimensional magic circle composed of dozens of dark red runes is slowly rotating.

Streams of life energy drawn from the earth's veins were absorbed into it and then transported through pipelines inside the ice tower to the distant central fortress.

The powerful energy distorted the surrounding air, and Peter could feel the golden light on his suit being suppressed by this evil energy.

"This is it!"

The sunflower's voice rang out again.

"Little spider, figure out a way to short-circuit it! Or just smash it!"

"Short circuit... short circuit..."

Peter's gaze fell on the ice cones that had formed at the edge of the platform due to the dissipation of energy.

A bold plan quickly took shape in his mind.

Using spider silk as a catapult? No, that's too slow, and the impact wouldn't be enough to counter the magic circle's energy shield.

What if... it's not a confrontation?

"Hey!"

Peter lowered his voice and spoke quickly to the vines on his wrist.

"Use his energy to attack himself?"

Xiu En's voice came through, expressing his appreciation.

"That's interesting. You have a clever brain despite your skinny arms and legs. But this kind of energy lens requires extremely high spiderweb density and surface precision. Can you do it?"

"I'm a technical consultant for Wayne Enterprises!"

Peter straightened his back, his confidence soaring like never before.

Just do it.

Peter took a deep breath, and the spider silk projectiles in his hands began to work.

He used a technique comparable to that of a top-of-the-line spinning machine to make the spider silk intertwine and layer in the air.

Hundreds of spider silks and ice blocks quickly formed a concave mirror-like spiderweb in front of him.

At the same time, he shot out several strands of spider silk, pried off several ice spikes from the platform, and embedded them into the spider web frame to form a simple but efficient energy focusing lens.

The entire process took no more than thirty seconds, and a lens made of spider silk and ice crystals floated in front of the energy node array.

His actions clearly alerted the master deep within Winterhold.

At the top of the fortress, Laufey on the throne seemed to have diverted some attention.

A terrifying energy instantly converged.

A beam of gray-black energy containing the will to destroy at absolute zero shot out.

With a terrifying pressure that seemed to freeze time and space, it shot towards the tiny, busy figure at the top of the tower.

"They're here!"

Peter stared at the devastating beam of light.

He closed his eyes.

The energy beam was immediately captured and deflected by the enormous spider silk ice cone lens.

The energy condensed into a pinhead-sized point of light at the center of the lens, and then reflected back at a tricky angle.

Its target is the core of that rune array!

"Boom—"

A loud explosion came from the top of the tower.

The spinning rune array couldn't even last a second before it was instantly detonated by its master's energy, turning into a huge mushroom cloud mixed with dark red light.

The terrifying shockwave from the explosion instantly blew the entire top platform of the tower away.

Peter was flailing his arms in the air, about to be blown into the icy abyss, when the golden vines on his wrists suddenly exerted force, pulling him back firmly and hanging him on a broken ice wall.

"I succeeded?"

"Yes, you succeeded."

"Well done, Peter!"

The sunflower and Xiu's voices came together from the golden vines, expressing their appreciation.

Clearly, resolving this issue so quickly greatly reduced the pressure on Xiu En's side.

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