The first Ice Golem attacked, swinging its massive arm with enough force to shatter a mountain. Yet Evan calmly dodged, his movements so fast that he seemed like a shadow, impossible to grasp. Every blow from the golem missed, crashing into the ground and shattering the surrounding ice, but Evan remained untouched.With astonishing speed, Evan leaped into the air, his sword—Blade of Eternity—glowing with a cold blue light. With a single slash, he struck the Ice Golem's arm, shattering it into tiny fragments. The golem roared in pain, its voice reverberating through the air. But Evan didn't stop there; he continued his assault with incredible speed and precision, striking at the weak points of each golem that approached.The battle was an epic spectacle, a dance between brutal strength and deadly precision. Evan moved with almost inhuman grace, evading every golem's attack and retaliating with devastating strikes. When two golems tried to attack him simultaneously, Evan spun swiftly, s
After hours of traversing the cold and silent snow plains, the Ironfist group began to feel the biting chill growing ever stronger. Every step was heavy, but their spirits remained high after their recent great victory. They all stayed alert, watching every corner for signs of danger that might emerge.Zeke, who was leading the group, suddenly raised his hand, signaling everyone to stop. In the distance, two large figures, well known to them all, started to become visible. Two Ice Golems stood tall on a ridge of ice, staring menacingly at the Ironfist group.“This will be another tough fight,” Zeke muttered as he gazed seriously at the two monsters. But before he could give an order, Evan, standing beside him, patted his shoulder.“I won’t interfere this time, Zeke,” Evan said calmly. “This is your chance to show how much you’ve all grown.”Zeke looked at Evan for a moment, trying to gauge the meaning behind his words. He knew well that Evan could easily defeat those monsters, but it
As the night grew late and the cold air outside became increasingly piercing, some members of the Ironfist Hunter, exhausted from a long and tiring day, had fallen asleep inside the carefully set-up tent. The sound of wind gusts and snowflakes cascading from the sky served as the backdrop to the tranquil night. While some chose to sleep, others remained vigilant or whispered in hushed tones.Evan, having finished checking the preparations and ensuring everyone was well, stepped out of the tent to get some fresh air. His steps disrupted the warmth and noise of the tent as he entered the cold night world. Outside, beneath a sky full of stars, Evan saw Aria sitting alone on the edge of a snowbank, staring blankly into the night.Evan approached Aria softly, trying not to disturb her mood. When he stood beside her, he realized how cold the night was, seeing Aria's breath forming a thin mist in the air."Aria," Evan said gently, trying not to startle her. "I saw you sitting here alone. Is
After the night passed, the team resumed their exploration of the fifth-tier dimension. As they traversed snowy plains and terrain filled with obstacles, more Ice Golems blocked their path. Their presence became increasingly challenging, but thanks to Jena's enhanced powers, utilizing the ice crystals from the previous battle, they were able to deal with the golems more effectively.However, the battles against the Ice Golems remained exhausting. The team's bravery and endurance were tested to the limit. Despite their well-planned strategies and intense training, each fight left physical and mental scars. Jena's strength and solid coordination with the other members highlighted the importance of their preparations. This mission drained their energy and threatened their lives, but having Evan by their side provided them with much-needed confidence and morale.For five days, they continuously battled various threats, exploring tunnels and hidden chambers within the dimension. Their succ
As the night grew colder, Evan and his Ironfist team decided to rest in a cave they had found. Around the warm campfire, some members slept soundly, while others kept watch or engaged in quiet conversation to stave off sleepiness.Evan, unable to sleep due to his restless thoughts, decided to have a discussion with a few trusted allies—Zeke, Aria, and Celeste. They sat together, the firelight casting shadows on their weary but determined faces."We might have found an exceptionally strong metal here," Evan began, looking across at Zeke. "But the problem is, we don't know how to process it, let alone transport it back to the dimensional gate."Zeke, the experienced leader of the elite squad, nodded in agreement. "This metal seems to have great potential, but we can't just dig it up and hope to take it out easily. We need more advanced equipment and possibly the help of metallurgical experts."Aria, sitting beside Evan, listened intently. "Maybe we can find a way to process some of the
After the meeting held to discuss plans to re-enter the sixth dimension, Gideon quickly sought out Victor in his office. The room was dark, illuminated only by a few dim lights that cast long shadows on the walls, reflecting Victor’s ever-dark and ambitious mood.Gideon, who had been loyal to Victor for a long time, reported with calm yet palpable tension. "Master Victor, there’s a problem."Victor turned his gaze towards Gideon. "What happened?"Gideon then explained, "Isolde refused our plan to return to the sixth dimension. She didn’t just refuse, but also brazenly left the meeting, disregarding the threat I issued."Hearing this report, Victor’s cold, sharp eyes narrowed. He stood from his chair with slow yet deliberately controlled movements, filled with suppressed anger. "Isolde," he said, his voice flat yet laced with danger, "has been a thorn in my side for too long. Her loyalty has always been half-hearted, and now she dares to openly challenge my plan."Victor paused for a m
After escaping from her destroyed home, Isolde rushed towards the dimensional gate, her body battered and exhausted. As soon as she entered the gate, she was met with a fierce snowstorm, making the already ominous and terrifying atmosphere even worse. The biting cold wind and relentless snow reduced visibility to almost nothing, but Isolde kept moving forward, relying on her extraordinary resistance to the cold.Isolde struggled against the extreme cold and overwhelming fatigue. Each step felt heavy, and the frigid air made it difficult to breathe. The ice magic within her body helped to stave off the cold, but the wounds she had sustained only worsened her condition. Memories of her mother, Isya, being killed by Aisling, haunted her thoughts as she pushed forward.As Isolde trudged on, her thoughts drifted back to the intense battle with Aisling and Romano. Aisling's shockwave had destroyed everything around her, while Romano's unmatched physical strength made it nearly impossible fo
Hugo, who had been observing from behind, stepped forward. "Are you sure this is the right decision, Evan?" he asked, his voice filled with doubt. Evan gazed deeply into Hugo's eyes before responding. "No one can say for sure what's right or wrong here, Hugo. But I know one thing—leaving someone to die without trying to help them isn't a path I want to take." Hugo nodded, though he remained cautious. "Alright, we'll bring her along. But we must stay vigilant." They continued their journey at a quick pace, searching for a safe place to rest and tend to Isolde. Their minds were filled with questions—why was Isolde here, in such a dire state? What exactly had happened to her? And how would this affect their mission going forward? Meanwhile, on Evan's back, Isolde remained unconscious, but within her weakened mind, the shadows of battle and betrayal continued to haunt her. The brutal fight against Aisling and Romano, her mother's death, and her painful escape... all swirled in the dar