Dungeon King: A Lady Knight Offered by My Goblins

Chapter 298 296-Frost Servant

In the valley, the narrow path had, due to the extremely low temperatures, resulted in the appearance of blue ice crystals on the cliffs flanking either side.

These blue ice crystals absorbed the heat from their surroundings, rendering the valley even colder.

Over and over, the temperature within the valley had plummeted to levels unbearable for ordinary humans.

What was most terrifying was that the temperature in the valley continued to drop.

Even Ethan, with his robust Dragon physique, was completely unable to withstand it.

Frost had formed on his eyebrows, and even inside his nostrils were particles of ice.

He dared not open his mouth; the moment he did, the biting cold air would enter his throat, as if intending to freeze his internal organs.

Ethan had to channel all of his strength just to keep his blood from freezing.

He needed to use ten times his usual strength just to summon a fireball.

The tremendous drain on his strength made every step Ethan took extremely difficult.

It was as if he were walking on snow over a meter deep; every step required a great deal of physical effort.

Doubt crept into Ethan's mind, and reason told him, "I can't keep going down; I must turn back."

This thought circled in his mind, assaulting his resolute spirit.

However, Ethan knew that if he left the valley now, he would never muster the courage to enter again.

In other words, if he left the valley, he would never be able to obtain the Celestial Blossom.

His Authorization Proof Quest for the Deityforsaken Land would remain incomplete.

Having witnessed Phito's majestic power, vast as the sea itself, Ethan realized just how insignificant he was.

Although he did not know why, Phito possessed a strength that was comparable to, or even surpassed, that of an ancient deity.

But now Ethan understood that in this world, the ancient deities were not the strongest.

Beyond this vast world, there were even more formidable powers.

Ethan wanted to obtain this power; he wanted to secure his ticket to the Deityforsaken Land.

The fervor in Ethan's eyes was so intense that it seemed to push back the biting cold air surrounding him.

He took one step after another, even though the interval required for each step became longer and longer.

Still, Ethan pressed forward unwaveringly.

"Here comes another who is not afraid of death," a voice that was impossible to identify as male or female echoed through the valley.

Ethan's nearly frozen brain cleared instantly, and his muscles tensed in alertness:

"Who's there?"

"You are a bit stronger than the others, but alas, only a bit," the huge voice thundered in Ethan's ears, almost bursting his eardrums.

"What the hell are you?" Ethan, bearing an immense pressure, ignited the Golden Divine Flame. 

The negative effects on his body disappeared in an instant, and he roared, his voice not any softer than that of the mysterious entity.

"Oh, Dragon Bloodline? Such a pure Bloodline, it's a pity you're going to become a Frost Servant."

Just as the words fell, Ethan heard a whistling sound not far away.

This whistling was completely different from the wind; it was as if a giant boulder was smashing towards Ethan.

The Blasphemous Spear instantly lit up, and Ethan swung the spear with force.

The tip of the spear, carrying the Golden Divine Flame, carved out a semicircular arc, illuminating the entire valley.

Ethan's pupils abruptly contracted as he realized that beneath the valley lay a sea of ice-blue Frost Crystal Gems.

Within these stones were encased various creatures - humans, snakes, tigers, lions…

The Frost Crystal Gems, akin to amber, preserved these beings perfectly, their expressions vividly captured.

And Ethan had just walked past these Frost Crystal Gems...

Were these the Frost Servants mentioned by the mysterious voice?

A chill ran down Ethan's spine as these thoughts raced through his mind. 

Who was the puppeteer behind all this?

Why would Phito allow such entities to exist under the Celestial Blossom Valley?

But there was no time left for contemplation. 

The Golden Divine Flame that Ethan had unleashed had completely awakened these Frost Servants.

Ethan could clearly see the ice-blue Frost Crystal Gems beginning to melt, droplets converging into tiny streams.

The creatures within the Frost Crystal Gems started to come to life, their expressions becoming eerily animated.

A monkey-like creature was the first to break free from the ice, its gaunt body bursting with tremendous strength.

It moved along the stone walls, its claws sharp and shining with an ice-blue light.

Ethan had no doubt that a single swipe of those claws could cause blood to spill and bones to show.

The creature's blood-red eyes revealed its identity to Ethan.

A Bloodthirsty Demon Ape – a creature with an innate bloodlust in its Bloodline, possessing an Epic level Bloodline.

Born with the strength of a C-level monster, a Bloodthirsty Demon Ape has boundless potential, capable of growing into a Demi-god.

The Bloodthirsty Demon Ape before him was clearly in a berserk state, its speed indicating an S-level monster.

Ethan grounded his feet and leapt up with a shout, swinging his spear. 

The strike, imbued with holy light, sent the Bloodthirsty Demon Ape flying backward.

For monsters possessed or corrupted, Ethan had the upper hand.

His holy light magic was an invincible force against such creatures.

The Bloodthirsty Demon Ape fell easily under Ethan's might, but more monsters continued to surge forward, seemingly endless, like a tidal wave of the undead.

What was most terrifying was that each creature within the Frost Crystal Gems of the valley possessed extremely powerful strength.

One would understand upon reflection; any creature of mediocre strength would have long been eliminated by the harsh environment of the valley.

Only the tyrants of their kind, the radiant champions, could remain.

Yet Ethan, hailed as the foremost under the deities, was not to be underestimated.

Though these creatures were bizarre, Ethan possessed enigmatic abilities of his own. 

Dragon Flame, Lightning Claw, Gale Wing, Holy Light Judgement, Holy Shining Form, Torrent, Demon's Gate, Heartbane Spell, Scale Space... he used them in rotation.

A one-man resistance against thousands was not a problem for him.

However, the sheer number of monsters was overwhelming.

Ethan could feel the exhaustion creeping into his blazing Golden Divine Dragon Bloodline.

Physically, he was not overly strained; the Blasphemous Spear, imbued with the [Bloodthirst] property, ensured he had enough energy to wield it.

But these monsters were not weak, and each of Ethan's strikes required the expenditure of spiritual power.

Even with the Soul Language of Nature, Ethan felt a profound weariness emanating from the depths of his spirit.

"This can't go on," Ethan murmured to himself after dispatching another monster with Thunder Strike.

His hawk-like gaze swept the surroundings; he needed to find the person behind this and deliver a killing blow.

To bring an end to this seemingly endless tide of monsters.

"Hmm?" Ethan noticed light blue specks slowly falling from the void, resembling a gentle rainfall.

His eyes lit up as he summoned all of his mana:

"Tidal Surge!"

From the distant valley, a wave surged rapidly forward, sweeping over everything in its path with the ferocity of a stormy sea.

"Hahaha," the mysterious voice carried an unrelenting mockery, "Water? Your intelligence seems even lower than that of my Frost Servants."

The temperature within the valley was extremely low; the seawater transformed into ice crystals the moment it appeared.

The entire valley was filled with these crystals, yet Ethan relentlessly continued to summon the Tidal Surge.

The water transformed into ice and plummeted down, smashing towards the valley floor.

The god-like voice continued its relentless taunting, "Hahaha! Are you trying to help me?"

Ethan offered no reply, continuing to channel the Tidal Surge.

"Foolish human, these ice crystals will become your burial ground."

Ethan paid no mind, repeating his actions until he stood atop a mountain of accumulated ice crystals.

It was then, amidst the sea of ice, that a translucent, enchanting serpent appeared.

Spanning over ten meters, with its thickest part too large for even a dozen men to embrace, the serpent was enveloped in ice crystals.

A smirk of triumph appeared on the serpent's crystalline face: "Go on, why have you stopped?"

Its face was filled with the mockery of a cat playing with a mouse.

"I've found you, no need to continue," Ethan responded emotionlessly.

The serpent's icy blue, glass-like eyes stared intently at Ethan, "You can see me?"

Ethan cracked a smile, "Of course."

The serpent, incredibly intelligent, swayed its transparent head through the air, deliberately avoiding Ethan's gaze.

Yet Ethan locked onto the serpent each and every time, unerringly.

For the first time, a look of panic appeared in the serpent's glassy, orb-like eyes:

"Why can you see me?"

Ethan pointed his spear at the serpent, speaking disdainfully, "Those ice-blue light spots you emit? Anyone with a modicum of intelligence could see them."

The serpent still seemed somewhat perplexed, speaking in a deep tone, "What do you mean?"

Ethan scoffed, explaining indifferently, "Your temperature is excessively low. You can camouflage yourself because your body merges with the ice-blue crystals. When I summon seawater, which is colorless, you naturally stand out."

"With that said, who are you to talk about my intelligence? You're no different from your Frost Servants!"

A surge of indignation filled the serpent's pupils, "Are you calling me, a noble Frost Herald, unintelligent? You dare insult me?"

Frost Herald? A wave of confusion washed over Ethan.

"No matter what you are, anyone who stands in my way—dies!"