Chapter 1409: Chapter 1407: The Cold of The Final North
Even without Weed’s reminder.
Aslan was well aware that the target had not died, and that immediate pursuit was needed to maintain pressure… The attack just now was indeed horrifying, but it had not reached the level of ‘shattering the myth’.
The fundamental difference between a Mythic Body and lower beings is that the ‘survival’ of a Mythic Body, to some extent, is no longer dependent on the world, but sustained through its own ‘Mythical Scrolls’ which are already taking shape.
Therefore, obtaining a victory over a Mythic Body through overcoming boundaries is almost an impossibility…
That is why.
The collaboration between Han Dong and Green to execute the Golden Saint (actually pulling the saint through the gateway to the Center of Madness) gave every craftsman in [Sacred Tier], including the Titan seated at the highest level, an inexplicable sense of fear.
If it weren’t for their already signed agreement with the Black Tower, they would definitely dissociate themselves from the S-01 world after the incident.
…
“The impact just now felt a bit strange, although it seemed to hit perfectly… But at the moment of the explosion, there was a very bizarre sensation.”
Aslan advanced at full speed along the road torn apart by the explosion.
During this time, a stream of extremely pure ice flow spread throughout his body, repairing the thoroughly damaged white suit, indicating Aslan was quite satisfied with this suit.
Simultaneously.
The ice flow also slowly moved beneath the skin, removing surface stains and completely healing the injuries caused by the explosion.
“Hmm? The explosion shouldn’t have reached here, right? What are these…”
Along the way.
Aslan saw a plethora of severely damaged machinery.
Completely twisted and shattered metal debris,
Metal liquids that had totally melted and sunk into pits,
Charred and broken core parts,
Various signs indicating they seemed to suffer from Weed’s ‘Planetary Collision’.
“Did this guy disperse all the impact force in an instant during the collision?”
This scene made Aslan frown and he muttered an archaic language incomprehensible to most demons, passed down from ancient times, which could be understood as ancient demonic language.
Strings of crystal clear Ice Crystal Tentacles slightly emerged on the surface of his body, leaving patterns resembling ‘birthmarks’ on Aslan’s skin.
Since it was covered by the suit, no changes were visibly apparent.
…
At the end of the impact.
Within the debris of a building, the Spaniard-looking [Causality Program – Melowenjay] was lying in the depths of the ruins, his body seemingly human but also composed of machinery.
The back, directly hit, was utterly cracked open,
with exposed metal spine and various broken cables,
and high-purity machine oil continuously seeping out, with electromagnetic sparks leaping constantly.
“Even if the ‘protection program’ transferred the power to twenty-three Machinery Entities at the moment of impact, did the main body still get damaged like this?
Even my core program is showing signs of disruption… Truly worthy of the Demon from the S-01 world.
No wonder, those craftsmen seemed so cautious, rumors of a Mythical Craftsman being killed by a youth Demon not of Mythological level must also be true.
The young Demon who just emerged from Deep Space, one of them possessed energy several times higher than normal standards, but the truly dangerous one is that guy wielding the white flames.
My program analysis can’t be wrong.
His flames should be able to burn internally, disregarding the exterior, or even reach my program core.
Really… I am not at all keen on using the ‘original code’ provided by the mother.
Melowenjay inherently disdains the code from the mother, not having it pre-equipped.
Of course, feeling the continuous approach of the ‘Ice Flame,’ a set of original code imbued with the Maternal Enlightenment is immediately added to his main program.
Though his program framework is completely different from the maternal one, the source program shares similarities, accepting codes at a speed one to several times faster than other Mythic Bodies.
The moment of acceptance.
Melowenjay fell into a very peculiar state, his consciousness as if reaching the core of a supercomputer, where there is a road leading to The King.
Of course, the current scene could only be observed, but even mere observation gave Melowenjay immense enlightenment.
“Is this how the maternal completes ‘Mechanical Ascension’?”
At that instant.
His mechanical body, struck by ‘planetary impact’, transformed.
It didn’t repair itself, but completely disintegrated.
Even the nanoscale components on the chip surface dissociated, splitting into the most basic units for a unified reconstruction… Melowenjay’s consciousness was in a state of elevation, perfectly accommodating the source code gifted by the maternal.
At the same moment.
Aslan arrived at the scene, his body twitching slightly at the sight before him.
“What is this thing?”
Like threadworms, metallic lines crawled and merged, their number probably needing to be counted by the ‘billion’.
It seemed chaotic, but in reality, it was under the precise control of the conscious program… undergoing reorganization for the optimal solution, about to give birth to an extremely terrifying Mythic Body.
A drop of cold ice crystal sweat slid down Aslan’s cheek.
Due to the danger stimulating his nerves… Aslan’s instinct feedback indicated that once this mechanical recombination is complete, his life might be in danger.
“Just my luck to face this situation alone, I must reveal my trump card beforehand, otherwise… a single mistake could leave me without another chance.”
Having participated in the London game up to now, he maintained a squinting look, but now slowly opened his eyes.
A pair of dazzling eyes like sea-blue sapphires, as resplendent as the brightest stars above the North Pole.
Left hand opened, positioned in front of him
Whoosh!
He exhaled the extremely cold air, forming a special ‘White Mask’ in the palm of his hand, which he then fitted over his face.
The moment he finished wearing it, his icy flame hair doubled in length and burned even more intensely.
When the mask perfectly fitted his face.
Click click click~ at the very center, an ‘Ice Eye’ formed from numerous ice crystal fragments perfectly arranged, officially named ‘Hippolya’s Heirloom Pearl’.
This eye, second only to Eugenes’ in terms of vision, also possessed other functions.
The moment the Ice Eye formed, Aslan immediately detected the program core hidden among countless cables.
“I must stop this process.”
Snap!
Like cracking a walnut, one of the magic stones he had been holding in his right hand was crushed by Aslan at this moment.
A transparent long spear burning with ice flames in hand.
Meanwhile, ice crystal tentacles covering Aslan’s body leaped into action, gathering at his right arm, providing the strongest throwing force,
The end of the right arm also swelled with a worm-like leather structure, maximizing the power,
“Freeze, burn to death!”
He threw with all his might.
The area passed by the Ice Spear spread extreme cold airwaves around, meeting the water molecules in the air, bursting into seven dazzling ice flowers.
The moment it hit the target.
Goose feather-like heavy snow started falling within five kilometers around.
The ruins of the building before him instantly turned into an ice sculpture, all the streets and buildings around it froze over, even the chaotic substances released by Kite significantly slowed down their flow rate.