A different world game? A different world game!

Kana has advanced to level 15.

The dragons successfully avenged themselves.

The world has eliminated a traitor.

After this, much of the potential destruction and grief will be reduced, and the Blood God will lose one less powerful means to descend into the mortal world. Although the Blood God is completely unconcerned about this, and even enjoys it.

"I've finally accomplished something big, and I feel a lot lighter now," Biglet said slowly as he sat on the platform.

"You need to exhale... or rather, do you have a heartbeat?"

Popper's question made Biglett turn around sharply and stare intently at the little guy: "Little mouse, I'm warning you, don't reopen my wounds. And this is my heartbeat, this is my breath."

As he spoke, Biglett's chest slowly opened, revealing an energy pump that flowed like blood.

Although it is not its true energy core, it nourishes its soul and unleashes powerful energy at crucial moments; it is not an exaggeration to call it its heart.

Then, Bugret exhaled a breath of air, the waste gas produced after his body circulated energy.

"I think it's more like a fart coming out of his mouth, or rather, a burp?" Popper thought to herself, but she didn't dare say it out loud, otherwise this petty dragon would definitely go crazy immediately.

However, she had to admit that Bugret was right.

A level 15 fallen dragon, standing at the threshold of godhood, died at the hands of Kana. They ended a thousand-year-old feud and wrote an important chapter in the legend. It was indeed a relief.

“So what do we do now? Go home?” Popper asked.

Kana, who was standing next to him, shook his head.

He stretched his palms out forward, and a chilling aura quickly gathered, forming a dragon forged from frost in his hand.

This tiny dragon was only the size of Kana's palm. He reached out and squeezed it, and the ice spread and grew, gradually taking shape.

Finally, a greatsword appeared in his hand. The hilt was made of ice-blue scales, the guard grew out of itself, and the tip of the sword resembled a blade spat out by a dragon's head.

The icy blue color gradually changes from the grip to transparency, until it reaches the tip of the blade, where it becomes a completely transparent icy blue.

Looking through the blade, one could almost see the glorious moments of a dragon's life reflected in the crystalline ice. Without a doubt, it was a true depiction of the Frost Dragon's life.

"Is this... your Frostlord?" Popper asked. The sword's appearance had changed drastically compared to before, but it still felt somewhat similar.

Cana nodded: "I have kept my promise, and the seal on this greatsword has been broken."

【Frost Lord - The Grudge of the North Wind】

Greatsword - Weapon - Legendary

[Attributes: Freeze, Magic, Intimidation, Vengeance]

[Special Effects: Absolute Freeze, Wrath of the North Wind, Extreme Frost Domain, Frost Dragon]

[Absolute Freeze: This weapon contains the power of the law of freezing. Each attack is accompanied by a deadly frost effect, and any power used in connection with it will be amplified and absorbed.]

[Wrath of the North Wind: The furious roar of the former Lord of the North Wind, consuming magic power to launch an attack that can freeze everything. The freezing range depends on the user's will and magic power, reaching a maximum of five kilometers.]

【Extreme Frost Domain: Consuming magic power can alter the weather and create a frigid environment, recreating the extreme cold domain once ruled by the Lord of Frost.】

【Frost Dragon: Throwing the blade will summon the former Lord of Frost. Its power and duration of existence are related to the user's own training and strength. Currently, it can reproduce 99% (maximum) of its power.】
Current possible duration: 9 days (maximum)

[Evaluation: Bisgarn, the former Lord of the North Wind and the Frost Dragon, was deeply wounded by the betrayal of his kin, and his hatred has not dissipated even after thousands of years.]

Now that you have fulfilled your promise and eliminated the enmity, the power of this mighty dragon will be at your disposal.

Kana stared at the weapon. It had to be said, this weapon was extremely powerful, after all, it allowed the user to instantly summon a powerful level 15 helper.

The so-called 99% strength is only because some abilities can only be used on living creatures. In reality, it is almost the same as the Frost Dragon's peak strength.

Kana was eager to know just how powerful this dragon could be. So, he decisively threw his sword into the air.

The sharp blade transformed into a streak of light and flew into the sky. Immediately afterward, a gust of cold wind blew by, and a large amount of solid ice and frost suddenly appeared. A massive frost dragon appeared on the field.

This frost dragon was far more majestic than any Karna had ever seen before, for when he had seen the frost dragon before, it was at its weakest and on the verge of death.

Now, it presents its majestic appearance from a thousand years ago, before it was betrayed.

“I can still smell the wailing soul of that damned traitor here,” the Frost Dragon said, its voice sounding exactly the same as when it was alive.

After carefully observing its condition, Kana roughly understood its current form of existence.

The sudden appearance of the dragon startled the Night's Watchmen who were working nearby. Burget and Svenana also turned their gaze towards it.

The Frost Lord turned to look at Svenna Anna. It clearly recognized that Svenna Anna carried the blood of its enemy, and in such a less than honorable way.

However, it didn't seem to care. Instead, it encouraged him, saying, "I hope that in the future I will hear of your fame in the Tomb of the Dragon, instead of becoming a degenerate coward like your father."

Svenana was somewhat taken aback. She had expected the dragon to roar and insult her, but to her surprise, it was the most benign of all the dragons.

However, she nodded slightly in response.

"You fulfilled our promise. I felt my power flow into the heart of that traitor, turning it into a beautiful ice sculpture."

Hehehe, my resentful soul can finally rest in peace.

The Frost Dragon looked at Kana and spoke slowly.

Cana nodded: "That's how it should be, just as we agreed."

"So, in what form have you descended here? Did your soul emerge from the Dragon Tomb?" Poppot asked curiously.

She knew the procedures for the death of astral dragons. All astral dragons, unless they fell into corruption or met with an accident, would have their souls returned to the Dragon Tomb after death.

Dragon Tomb is a private area carved out by the astral dragons in the underworld where souls are reborn, for the use of their race.

Of course, the Dragon Tomb still follows the basic rules of the underworld, but there, the souls of the astral dragons can find peace and gradually go through reincarnation before departing.

It is said that this structure exists because in the distant past, a necromancer who knew the secrets of the underworld summoned too many undead dragons, plunging the entire astral plane into chaos.

Since then, capable and powerful races have followed suit, creating similar spaces on their own, and some powerful worlds have even built their own underworlds.

But ultimately, all of these belong to the greater underworld as a whole; they are simply divided into different spaces and each has its own unique additional rules for self-protection.

All of this is a result tacitly approved by the rules of the underworld. (End of Chapter)