Chapter 335: Winter War
Chapter 335: Winter War
The cold winds howled across the icy expanse surrounding the Citadel, the Frost family’s fortress and headquarters. It was a place steeped in tradition, where warriors trained relentlessly under the harshest conditions.
This time, however, the training grounds were packed with soldiers and Phenomenals, all preparing for a single goal: bringing Silas Kurt to his knees.
Lady Selyna Frost stood on the battlements, gazing out over the endless expanse of ice and snow. Her daughter, Lyra, and son, Kael, flanked her, both wearing expressions of determination—though Lyra’s held a trace of hesitation.
"This is it," Selyna said, her voice calm but steely. "The time for preparation is over. We move tonight."
Kael grinned, his icy-blue armor glinting in the pale light. "About time. He won’t know what hit him."
Lyra shifted uncomfortably. "Mother, are we sure this is the right move? What if—"
Selyna cut her off with a sharp glance. "We’ve discussed this, Lyra. Silas Kurt is not a man you negotiate with. He’s a force of chaos, and chaos must be eradicated."
Lyra nodded reluctantly but said nothing more.
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Under the cover of night, the Frost family’s forces mobilized. A massive convoy of vehicles and troops moved silently across the frozen terrain, their presence obscured by the blizzard-like conditions.
At the center of the convoy was a massive construct—a mobile fortress designed specifically for this mission. It was armed with cutting-edge weaponry, infused with Phenomenals-enhanced technology, and manned by the family’s elite warriors.
Their target: one of Silas’s hidden research outposts, located deep within the Arctic Circle. The Frost family had tracked its location through a combination of intelligence gathering and brute force, and they intended to make a statement by wiping it off the map.
Inside the mobile fortress, Kael stood at the helm, overseeing the operation.
"Keep communications tight. I don’t want any leaks. The element of surprise is key."
The convoy advanced steadily, cutting through the unforgiving terrain. As they neared their target, the blizzard intensified, a whiteout obscuring everything but the faint glow of their vehicle lights.
"Perfect cover," Kael muttered, a smirk on his face. "He won’t see us coming."
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But as they approached the supposed location of Silas’s outpost, something felt off. The blizzard, which had seemed like a stroke of luck, now felt unnaturally strong. The winds howled with a ferocity that rattled the convoy’s vehicles, and visibility dropped to near zero.
"Commander, we’re detecting anomalous weather patterns," one of the operators reported. "It’s almost as if—"
Before he could finish, a deafening boom shook the ground beneath them. The lead vehicle exploded in a fiery blast, sending shrapnel and debris flying through the air. Chaos erupted as the convoy came to a halt, soldiers scrambling for cover.
Kael activated his communicator. "What the hell is going on? Status report!"
"It’s an ambush!" someone shouted over the comms. "We’re under attack!"
From the swirling blizzard, figures emerged—sleek, black drones equipped with advanced weaponry. They moved with eerie precision, targeting vehicles and personnel with devastating accuracy.
The Frost family’s forces fought back, but their weapons seemed ineffective against the drones’ adaptive shielding.
Kael clenched his fists, his icy aura flaring. "He knew we were coming," he growled.
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High above the battlefield, Silas hovered in the storm, his suit shimmering faintly as it blended seamlessly with the surroundings.
He had been monitoring the Frost family’s movements for weeks, anticipating their every move. The outpost they thought they were targeting was a decoy, designed specifically to lure them into this trap.
With a single motion, he unleashed a wave of energy that swept across the battlefield, disrupting the drones’ cloaking systems.
The Frost forces were suddenly faced with dozens of glowing silhouettes, their positions revealed in stark contrast against the snow.
Kael roared in frustration, his icy powers surging as he hurled massive shards of ice at the drones.
But for every drone he destroyed, two more took its place. The battlefield was a chaotic mess of ice and fire, the Frost family’s forces struggling to maintain cohesion.
From his vantage point, Silas descended slowly, his presence commanding the attention of everyone on the field.
"It’s over," he said, his voice amplified by the suit. "You thought you could take me by surprise. You thought numbers would be enough. But you’ve underestimated me."
Kael, furious, charged at Silas, his body encased in a thick layer of ice. "You talk too much!" he shouted, swinging a massive ice-formed warhammer at Silas.
Silas sidestepped effortlessly, catching the hammer mid-swing with one hand. With a flick of his wrist, he shattered the weapon into a thousand pieces, the shards dissolving into mist.
"You’re out of your league," Silas said, grabbing Kael by the chest and hurling him across the battlefield. The impact left a crater in the snow, Kael groaning in pain as his icy armor cracked and faded.
Selyna’s forces scrambled to respond, Phenomenals unleashing their abilities to shield themselves and counterattack. Walls of ice rose to block the plasma beams, while others hurled frozen projectiles at the drones and Silas.
From above, more drones descended, their sleek forms darting through the chaos. Each drone carried a payload of explosives, targeting the Frost family’s aerial vanguard and key ground units.
Selyna’s eyes widened as she realized the scale of Silas’s preparation. "Fall back! Regroup and reinforce the barriers!"
But it was too late.
"You came all this way," Silas said, his voice calm but laced with menace. "I hope you brought more than just ice."
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Not giving up, Kael charged forward again, his fists encased in glowing frost. He struck at Silas with all his strength, but Silas caught the blow effortlessly, his suit amplifying his strength far beyond Kael’s.
"Like I said before, you’re out of your depth," Silas said, slamming Kael into the ground with a force that shattered the ice beneath them.
Selyna and Lyra joined the fight, their combined powers creating a storm of ice and frost that engulfed Silas. For a moment, it seemed as though they had the upper hand.
But then the storm dissipated, and Silas stood unharmed, his suit glowing brighter than ever.
"My turn," Silas said.
He raised both hands, and the battlefield erupted in chaos. The ground split apart as he manipulated the earth itself, swallowing entire units of Selyna’s forces.
The air grew dense, suffocating the flames of Phenomenals who tried to counterattack. Within minutes, the once-proud Frost family army was in shambles. Find more to read at ReadNovelFull.com.Côm
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Selyna, battered and bloodied, fell to her knees as Silas approached. Lyra knelt beside her, her expression a mix of fear and defiance.
"This is the second time you’ve come for me. I hope you remember what I told you, the first time. I hope you’re prepared for what’s to come?" Silas asked, his voice cold.