Wizard: Stronger through Marriage

Chapter 840: Chapter 375: Ice World (Part 2)

"Your... your Power of Ice..."

A warrior of the Ice Race spoke in a low voice, with a hint of tremor, "It actually completely suppressed our power..."

David frowned slightly, not deliberately releasing power, but the Ice Element Mark within him seemed to resonate with the power of the Ice Race warriors.

He could feel that the Power of Ice within these warriors seemed extremely weak before his power, like a firefly to the bright moon.

Eric’s gaze was complex, with both vigilance and an undisguisable shock.

"Who exactly are you? Why is your Power of Ice... so strong? Even purer than our strongest Elder of the Ice Race?"

David remained silent for a moment, then activated the Ice Mark within him. A force suddenly appeared, enough to make these Ice Race warriors surrender.

"This power... Ice God? Are you the Divine Envoy of the Ice God?" Eric trembled all over.

David felt this was a good explanation and remained silent without speaking.

This also made the Ice Race people believe their speculation even more, and their expressions became more respectful.

"I am the captain of the guards of the Ice Race, Eric. These Snow Demons have been frequently attacking our territory recently. We were ordered to clear them out, but we didn’t expect there to be so many of them."

Eric’s eyes flickered, then he looked at David, "Would you be willing to help us? The fate of the Ice World may be in your hands."

David didn’t hesitate and nodded, "My purpose here is exactly for this."

A trace of a grateful smile appeared on Eric’s face, "Thank you. The Ice Race will forever remember your kindness."

David nodded, his gaze sweeping over the warriors.

Their armor was full of cracks, their faces weary, but their eyes were filled with determination.

David frowned, "Where did these Snow Demons come from? They don’t seem like ordinary Frost creatures."

He could already determine that these Snow Demons were no different from those in Ice Hell, indicating that Ice Hell had indeed established a connection with the Ice World.

Eric’s expression became grave, "They come from the depths of the Frost Palace."

"Recently, the Ice power within the palace has become unusually violent, awakening many originally dormant monsters. We suspect there is a problem at the core of the palace."

David’s gaze turned towards the distant Frost Palace, knowing that the passage connecting to Ice Hell should be deep within the Frost Palace.

The connection between Ice Hell and the Ice World was already evident, and the abnormal power deep within the Frost Palace was likely the source of it all.

He took a deep breath, the icy air clearing his mind.

"Eric." David turned around, looking at the captain of the Ice Race guards.

"I need to learn more about the Ice World. Especially the history and current state of the Frost Palace. Does your Ice Race know why the Ice power suddenly became violent?"

Eric remained silent for a moment, then nodded. "The history of the Ice World is long; the Frost Palace is the Holy Land of our Ice Race and the core of the Ice power. Legend has it that deep within the palace lies an ancient altar, sealing a piece of the Heart of Ice, the energy source of the entire Ice World. For hundreds of years, the Heart of Ice has maintained balance, sustaining the stability of the Ice World."

"But recently," Eric’s voice turned somber, "the power of the Heart of Ice began to spiral out of control. The Elders of our tribe attempted to investigate the depths of the palace but were invariably blocked by the raging Ice power. Some Elders even turned into ice sculptures when trying to approach the altar, consumed by the Power of Ice."

David furrowed his brow, "Is the loss of control of the Heart of Ice related to the invasion of Ice Hell?"

Eric shook his head, "We don’t know about the existence of Ice Hell. But the loss of control of the Heart of Ice has indeed brought many anomalies. Apart from the frequent attacks by Snow Demons, the climate on the ice fields has also become extreme, with many once peaceful areas now plagued by ice storms and crevasses. Our survival environment in the Ice Race is deteriorating rapidly."

David nodded, having already made a rough assessment in his heart.

The power of Ice Hell likely seeped into the Ice World in some way, disrupting the balance of the Heart of Ice.

And the altar deep within the Frost Palace is the key to solving the problem.

David followed Eric and the warriors of the Ice Race back to the territory of the Ice Kingdom.

Along the way, the icy wind on the ice fields remained piercing, but David’s mind was filled with contemplation.

The connection between Ice Hell and the Ice World, the loss of control of the Heart of Ice, the frequent attacks by Snow Demons... all seemed to point to a great mystery.

And the key to unraveling this mystery might lie in the history and power of the Ice Race.

When they reached the border of the Ice Kingdom, a massive wall constructed of Ice Crystal appeared before them.

The wall towered into the clouds, engraved with ancient runes, emitting a faint blue glow.

On the wall, guards of the Ice Race held Ice Long Spears, watching the distance with vigilant eyes.

Their armor was also engraved with runes, clearly not just for decoration, but closely tied to the Power of Ice.

"Here is the capital of the Ice Kingdom—Frost City."

Eric introduced in a low voice, with a trace of pride in his tone, "Our people have lived here for generations, relying on the Power of Ice to fend off enemies and maintain the balance of the world."

David nodded, his gaze sweeping over the runes on the wall.

He could sense that these runes were not just simple decorations but contained powerful Ice power.

They seemed to resonate with the power within the Ice Race warriors, forming an invisible barrier that protected the city.

Upon entering the city gate, David was stunned by the sight before him.

The buildings in Frost City were entirely constructed of Ice Crystal, with towering ice towers lined along the streets, their spires pointing towards the sky.

In the streets, residents of the Ice Race wore heavy ice-blue robes, their faces calm and determined.

The Power of Ice also flowed within them, though not as strong as that of the warriors, but integrated with the entire city.

"The power of the Ice Race originates from the Heart of Ice."

Eric explained in a low voice as he led David through the streets, "From birth, our people’s bodies awaken to the Power of Ice. As they grow older, this power gradually strengthens. And the strongest warriors can condense the Power of Ice into weapons, even controlling Frost Storms."

David nodded, realizing that the power system of the Ice Race fundamentally differed from the Power of Elements on the Bright Continent.

The power of the Ice Race seemed purer and more dependent on the existence of the Heart of Ice.

"Then does the loss of control of the Heart of Ice mean that your power will also be affected?" David asked.

Eric’s expression became grave, "Yes. The loss of control of the Heart of Ice has not only made the climate of the Ice World extreme but also our power unstable. Many tribespeople can no longer fully control the Power of Ice, and some even suddenly lose power in battle, causing severe casualties."

David was silent for a moment, then said softly, "I must quickly understand the power system of the Ice Race; only then can a solution be found."

Eric nodded, "I will take you to meet our Elders. They are the oldest and wisest in the Ice Race, holding the history and secrets of the Ice World."

After passing through several streets, David and Eric arrived in front of a grand Ice Crystal Palace.

At the entrance of the palace, two Elders of the Ice Race stood, seemingly waiting for their arrival.

"This is Master David."

Eric introduced respectfully to the Elders, "He possesses powerful Power of Ice, capable of suppressing even our power. I believe he might be the key to resolving the loss of control of the Heart of Ice."