The air bit like a wounded beast, turning our breaths into frozen crystals that shattered upon our lips. Every inhale was a battle against the merciless nature, every exhale became a white cloud dissolving into the deadly void. I heard the ice cracking beneath our feet, as if the ground itself refused to bear any life, groaning under the weight of our strange presence in this frozen world. Before me, the Monarch of Frost rose like a phantom from another realm, his translucent body shimmering with a poisonous blue light that pierced the eyes like icy needles. His massive crown touched the gray sky, like a living mountain exhaling the poisons of eternal winter.
"Finally… I've found you," I whispered, my black wings beating slowly behind me, each flap releasing tremors of darkness that wrapped my body like a royal cloak. I felt the weight of the moment, the weight of years spent hunting this monster across countless worlds. Everything had led to this moment… to this battle that would determine the fate of this world.
He turned toward me slowly, as if time itself froze around him. His blue eyes shot icy sparks; every glance from him could freeze the soul of any ordinary being. "Has a mortal come to end the reign of winter?" His voice rumbled like clashing glaciers in the depths, shaking the core and making hearts leap in chests. He spoke in an ancient tongue, the language of the first worlds, and his words left scars in the frozen air.
I nodded as I felt the energy of Shaula-Viola possess my chest, coiling like a fiery serpent ready to strike. "There will be no eternal winter after today," I said calmly, though with a note of defiance. I knew my words would anger him—and that was exactly what I wanted. The angrier he became, the more mistakes he would make.
His laughter exploded like the roar of a polar storm, shaking the ice beneath our feet and making the sky tremble. "You will not even touch the edge of my throne, you wretched shadow!" he bellowed, raising his massive hand as if to crush an entire universe. A wave of biting cold swept over me, yet I held firm. I knew this was only the beginning.
Suddenly, his icy sword rose into the air, forged from the heart of winter itself, each flash releasing blue beams that pierced the darkness. "See how his blood turns into crystals!" he roared as waves of lethal frost surged toward me, each capable of freezing an entire sea.
"Now!" I shouted at the top of my lungs, my voice cutting through the freezing storm like a blade of fire.
Al-Meissa Mercury appeared suddenly, a liquid mercury-like apparition swaying, her silver body gleaming like molten silver. "Time… space… will become your prison," she whispered, her voice flowing like water in an ancient cavern, searing the mind and making time itself stagger. Her words wove a net of cosmic law around the Ice King.
I watched the king's eyes widen suddenly; for the first time, I saw something resembling fear. "What vile sorcery is this?!" he growled, trying to break free from the spacetime web enveloping his body.
I smiled as a containment field began forming around us, a distorted bubble of time shielding us from the outside world. "It's not sorcery… it's justice." I knew this opportunity would not come again; we had to finish him here and now.
Inside the spacetime bubble, I heard Cor Tauri-Sucinum roar from afar: "The time of molten fury has come, Ice!" His voice was like distant thunder, yet carried the force of a volcano ready to erupt.
"No!" the king roared as his body began to crack like glass exposed to extreme heat. "I am the force of nature itself!" Yet his scream carried despair for the first time in centuries.
I nodded to Shaula-Viola, who appeared suddenly surrounded by strange purple flames, flames that burned even abstract concepts. "Burn him… but leave his heart for me," I instructed, knowing that the Ice King's heart was the source of his power—the key to completing my mission.
"With pleasure, my lord," the tigress whispered as she leapt forward with blazing fangs, each movement leaving trails of fire in the air. She was like untouchable lightning, and the Ice King was her prey.
I watched him attempt to form a final ice shield, the strongest he could create, but I knew it was only a desperate attempt. "I will not die… impossible…" he murmured, his eyes losing their luster.
"Everything dies," I whispered, raising Kiffa-Ater, the black sword that devours even light. "Even false gods." In one motion, the sword plunged into his heart—but the battle was not yet over.
The king tried to summon his last strength, a desperate force from the depths of his being. His hands rose high, the intention clear in his icy eyes: he would unleash a final ice storm, one that could erase half of this world. "You will not defeat me!" he bellowed, as toxic frost coils formed around him like a giant icy serpent ready to strike.
But I had another surprise prepared. "You're late," I whispered, raising my hands, and simultaneously Shaula-Viola unleashed immense fire energy from her blazing fangs. These were no ordinary flames—they were Purifying Purple Fire, a force from another world capable of burning even thoughts. The purple fire exploded like a storm consuming everything in its path, turning the ice to vapor in an instant.
"Nooo!" the king roared as the fire interacted with the surrounding ice, forming a blazing sphere of catastrophic energy. The scene was surreal, as if we were inside a dying star. He tried to escape the fiery grip, but I had blocked his path, reshaping the battlefield with flames. I shouted, "You will not leave alive!" My words were judgment and fate incarnate.
As Shaula-Viola controlled the situation, Al-Meissa Mercury's surrounding power rose, forming a temporal wall around him. "You will pay for your pride," she said coldly, her voice carrying the tone of finality. The king trembled as he tried to fight against time itself, but his body shattered under the combined weight of fire and distorted time. "It's… the end…" I whispered, as his icy energy faded like candles extinguished one by one.
When the black sword pierced his heart, I heard the cosmic glass shatter, as if a law of existence had been broken. The containment field collapsed, revealing the battlefield suddenly calm, as though nothing had happened. All that destruction, all that power, vanished in the blink of an eye.
"It's over, my lord," came Al-Meissa Mercury's voice like a distant echo before she disappeared, leaving behind the scent of ancient times.
I watched the remnants of the king evaporate into the air, each melting crystal carrying centuries of oppression. "No… this is only the beginning." I knew his death would trigger an irreversible chain of events.
[ Ding! ]
[ Quest Complete: Killing Monarch of Frost ]
[ Quest Rank: SS ]
[ World: High School of the Dead ]
[ Participants: 1 Member ]
[ Quest Reward: ]
250 GP
2000 EXP
SSS Rank Ability: Source of Destruction
Promotion to D-Rank Adventurer
[ Note: This is an emergency quest, and the Guild System has provided a very generous reward for the adventurer's effort. ]
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