Xingtie, started with a guitar, and made a living by singing

She pointed her palm at Xier, whose feet were frozen by ice, and a cold white light condensed from her hand.

"I'll let you experience this with your own life. This is the miraculous power inherited from generations of guardians. The white frost that has imprisoned this city forever has long since prevented the birth of any flames—"

As she finished speaking, Seele swung her scythe with all her might, but the ice crystals that quickly spread from her weapon froze her in the blink of an eye.

Like a human-shaped ice sculpture, the girl's anger, her will to fight back even at the cost of her life, and her fiery red scarf... which is like the eternal fire of the underworld, are all trapped in the ice prison.

"do not want!"

In the battle with the Wind Dragon, Bronya, whose mind was already burned out and her body was exhausted, cried out like blood. She struggled to stand up and fight again, but the feeling of weakness did not dispel at all. Miracles only happen once, no matter how much she desires it, it is just a luxury.

Seeing her companions falling one after another, she felt heartbroken and hated herself more than ever. Why didn't she make up her mind and even showed them the kindness they didn't deserve?

“…Why, why are you doing this…!”

"Lady Bronya, calm down!"

Jeppard, who supported Bronya from falling, was also sad and angry.

But he had experienced too many such things. His companions who fought side by side were still rejoicing for winning a difficult battle one second, and were killed by a monster hiding in the dark the next second.

The self-blame for being unable to save one's comrades, or even for the fact that if one had paid more attention to the rear, perhaps such a thing would not have happened, can crush a person's will.

Lady Bronya must not fall now. She is Beloberg's hope and the next Great Guardian that everyone expects. He must risk everything to protect her.

Therefore, when he stood before Lady Bronya and faced the twisted power contained in the cold spear, the rage in his heart burned even more fiercely.

"This power is not the so-called inherited guardian authority at all, but the power of the star core!"

Judging from my sister's research results and the records provided by Wendy and others, the cold wave on this planet is caused by the core of the star.

Although the invasion of the Legion of Destruction was prevented, Yarilo was completely frozen for more than 700 years, causing its technological level to regress significantly, and even trapped in the city, unable to take a single step out.

Whether this was so-called salvation or just a trick in the name of salvation, Jeppard no longer wanted to think about it, but there was only one thing he was very clear about!

Cocolia, who possesses this power, has been deceiving the people she is supposed to protect for the past decade...

All those actions that she once thought were well-planned became naked betrayal.

By selling out the lives of their compatriots without any bottom line, using lies to embellish the so-called new world—

Such a bad and crazy behavior, there is no doubt that Cocolia once again trampled on Jeppard's sincere heart.

And, now! Her disgusting evil only exploits those innocent people who have no idea what's going on, and uses others just to maintain her own stupidity!

As a mother, she betrayed her daughter. As a great guardian, she betrayed her duty to protect. As a human being—! She betrayed the heroes who truly risked their lives to keep civilization alive!

"Just because of those vain and delusional thoughts of yours! I can't forgive you. You've betrayed my heart once again!"

Jeppard had a look of hatred on his face, and solemnly swore an oath in front of the Ice Queen who was watching coldly.

"I swear to Creeper, I will put an end to your empty fantasy of the Snow Country!"

"Oh? Are you also planning to follow these weaklings and die in vain?"

Cocolia raised her eyebrows slightly, and her indifferent eyes, which no longer showed much human brilliance, were as if she was looking at a foolish person whose half body was already buried in a snowdrift.

"Wendy, and Xi'er... they're not weaklings! The real weakling is you! The oathbreaker, devoured by that power, who abandoned your mission!"

Jeppard scolded harshly, but he also kept an eye on the other man's movements.

This battle is doomed to fail, and Lady Bronya must be sent back to safety first.

If the other party still has a trace of tenderness towards Lady Bronya, he will not kill him immediately as long as he is willing to sacrifice his life.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the intelligence officer who was supporting his seriously injured body, but still raised his head and signaled to him.

While trying to attract his attention with words, a sound so subtle that it was difficult to hear was heard.

At this moment, Cocolia also reacted. She dodged the wobbling reconnaissance agency's floating cannon and a cold look flashed in her eyes. She shot a cold spear at the ignorant little hamster!

However, there was another figure who moved faster than her. When Jeppard was distracted, he rushed out and struggled to snatch the spear formed by ice crystals. The biting cold penetrated the arm armor and reached the palm of his hand, so cold that it seemed as if his bone marrow was frozen.

However, the rage in his chest was even hotter than this. Jeppard took a side step and threw Bronya out of the exit of the disc. At the same time, he used a very standard spear-throwing action to throw the seized ice spear back!

With her clever use of force, Bronya crashed into the arms of the intelligence officer who was shielding herself with her body.

Although the petite girl was bleeding from her mouth and nose and her abdominal wound was bleeding profusely, she still insisted on standing up and re-controlled the rotation of the mechanism disc to block the exit. She looked like an explorer who had already decided to die.

Only after she had done all this did she collapse beside the mechanism, with her bloody handprint covering the core of the mechanism. Her gaze, which was cast towards the gradually closing field, never left the young man.

Bronya came back to her senses from the sudden change. She tried to support Intelligence Officer Pelagea, but was weakly pushed away by her.

"Hurry up... Lady Bronya... Don't... let everyone down..."

Her bloodless, round cheeks no longer had that squirrel-like cuteness, but instead looked particularly pitiful.

Bronya's heart trembled, and she once again looked at the closed mechanism disc. There was a companion there who would stay there forever.

This was all because she failed to notice in time that the disc's rotation was contrary to common sense, and mistakenly thought that it was the action of intelligence officer Pelageya opening the passage.

As someone who was closest to Cocolia and knew her personality well, if I hadn't held such foolish thoughts from the beginning, she would have taken advantage of me and suffered such misfortune...

She bit her lips so hard that she was completely unaware even though blood was flowing out.

The desire to fight is so strong, but as she carries the last wishes of her companions, is she really qualified to use her life so casually?

Gotta get out of here.

Then regroup.

Her body was so stiff and cold, her breath smelled like rust, and her heart, no longer soft, would no longer show mercy to things that were not worthy of mercy.

revenge.

With such thoughts in mind, she suppressed all the frustration, anger, unwillingness, shame, and powerlessness that were engraved in her heart.

She swore to Krippo that even if it cost her everything, she would come back and tear apart the "enemy" that had become the nightmare of the abyss with her own hands.

As she held the flaming spear and tried her best to lift the petite girl onto her shoulders, she heard a dull "bang".

This was coming from the circular stone wall that blocked the exit.

Is that Officer Jeppard?

He had lost his weapon and had fought a fierce battle with the Wind Dragon. His physical condition was at its lowest point, and it was very difficult for him to hold on until the disc closed.

But what is this strange feeling echoing in my heart?

rustle--

It sounded like the sound of the title page being blown by the wind.

But where did the books come from in this battlefield covered by ice and snow?

Is it from Intelligence Officer Pelagea?

Pella seemed to have heard the voice at this moment, and she forced herself to cheer up and looked back.

The book, stained with her blood and looking exceptionally thick, was now lying flat on the ground.

The pages of the book were constantly blown by the wind, telling the story of the protagonist's journey to the distant outside world.

"How is this going?"

Obviously, from the moment the Wind Dragon was defeated, the violent wind on the field was completely released, until the arrival of Cocolia, which brought a cold wave and made the wind bitingly cold.

There are three thousand kinds of wind, each one is different, and the wind of a cold wave will definitely not be so gentle.

Only he, the poet who always pursues freedom but is less free than anyone else...

The music he plays will bring such a wind.

It was at that moment.

A loud dragon roar was heard again from the center of the originally covered circular venue. The defeated Tevarin flew into the sky at this moment, gathering thousands of winds with his body, and forming a wind vortex that penetrated the sky and earth, covering everything below.

In the tornado, the pleasant and ethereal sound of the piano was heard again.

At this moment, the soft and pure winds blow into the world, just like washing away dust and blood, bringing the comfort of the gentle breeze to others.

People washed by the wind only felt the relaxation and tranquility from the heart, and all the depression brought by the coming doomsday was swept away at this moment.

Even Pera, who was seriously injured, felt the pain gradually subside, and the lost energy was replenished by the wind.

At the same time, there was also the voice of disbelief and questioning from Cocolia: "How is this power possible?! How could you--!"

"Hey, hey. Looks like you're quite surprised?"

The poet, now a poet of the wind, had shed his bard's robes, replacing them with an ethereal attire that seemed unaware of the cold. His head, neck, and wrists, which needed no covering, were instead heavily covered. His slender waist and underarms were deliberately exposed, as if to deliberately incite the viewer's credibility.

The body is full of the youthful immaturity unique to teenagers, and the chest restraints make people want to untie them. The irregular edge of the fabric going down to the abdomen naturally disappears when it touches the mermaid line, tempting people to fall like bait.

The pigtails tied at the temples were burning like the wind, and the asymmetrical white stockings on the legs pushed the ambiguous feeling between men and women to the peak. The smile that was always on her lips was now bathed in the sun, with a god-like holiness.

"Is that... Wendy?"

Although it was definitely Wendy, Bronya found it inexplicably difficult to associate him with the bard from before.

However, under this attitude, he is truly just as he sings in his poems—

The breeze that brings a turning point and hope now breaks through the wind and snow, sending all the beautiful things worthy of praise into this dark world.

As if noticing their gaze, the young man in divine attire gave them a gentle smile, and the playfulness in his eyes was reassuring.

However, this action angered Cocolia. She took a step forward in anger, and the biting cold wave and the gentle thousand winds fought against each other.

"You despicable lunatic, you've only changed into some shameless attire, and you're calling yourself a god?"

"Huh? I just don't want to be told that by you, someone who's already old but has such vulgar taste in clothes!"

It's confirmed that this kind of sharp-tongued statement without any swear words but able to hit people's sore spots must be from Wendy.

"You sharp-tongued brat, go to hell!"

Amidst Cocolia's impotent rage, the young man, standing against the wind, gently made a pistol-firing gesture toward the tyrant on the ground.

Then, he pouted and made a "biu~" sound.

The next moment, a crushing gale instantly swept over Cocolia who was trying to control the ice to sweep upward into the sky, and the entire ground disc device was thrown to the cliff north of Beloberg - Eternal Winter Ridge.

Chapter 89: Creation Engine!

——Yongdong Ridge.

This is the cliff located north of Belloberg, the starting point of the endless ice age.

As the place most deeply affected by the star core, the snowfields in the north have merged with the rift, and the howling wind carries endless cries.

Today, there will be a turning point here. A circular mechanism, swept by the wind, almost spans most of the city-building area and the snowfield territory.

The people above only felt like they were on a legendary star ship, their feet floating without a sense of reality, and the scenery that quickly passed by their eyes was almost torn into line drawings. Their brains quickly fell into a closed state because they could not process such information.

Cocolia, who calls herself the Saint of the Snow Country, can do nothing at this moment except to hold on to the ice spear tightly in her hand to freeze the ground so that she will not be thrown out.

She was filled with both fear and anger. That damned poet actually possessed such immense power.

I had clearly aimed at the heart, so how on earth could he survive without a heart?

A monster like this who is not even human has been plotting with Bronya for so long, and he definitely has a bigger agenda.

But it doesn't matter. Even if she is cursed and insulted by future history, she will clear the obstacles in Bronya's way and drag this inhuman madman into the Ice Prison. Only in this way can Beloberg's rule not be disturbed by outsiders!

In the other corner of the disc that she had no time to pay attention to, Jeppard, who was thrown over with her, was holding on tightly to the ice sculpture that froze Xier.

At the same time, he was holding the previously lost piano case shield in his hand. Although the position protection device on it was weak, it still steadily released a faint light film to protect both of them.

The frost and snow that kept blowing in his face formed a layer of snow on the shield, which not only obscured his figure but also reduced his presence to a very low level.

Jeppard was horrified. He knew that Wendy was quite powerful, but he never imagined that he had the power to change the world with just a wave of his hand.

More importantly--

The ice is breaking.

The ice that originally froze Xier kept trembling, and the soft wind swirling around it kept giving strength to the girl inside through the cracks, making her already struggling even more intense, just like a baby bird breaking out of its shell, which was heart-pounding.

When the disc was about to reach Yongdong Ridge, the winds quickly transformed into an invisible shield, firmly protecting the two people so that they would not be blown directly to the bottom of the cliff by the impact force.