I created the myth of the Great Old Ones.

But the wind immediately disintegrated and dissipated upon contact with Lu Banfeng's murmurs; the words turned into black powder and disappeared without a trace.

As Lu Ban walked, he found himself feeling rather hot.

He saw that, centered on him, the white frost retreated, forming a long, winding road.

"As expected, even this ice and snow was caused by demons."

Lu Ban thought to himself.

These monsters polluted the air, causing it to become abnormal, which resulted in the biting wind and snow. In a sense, the pollution by these monsters is how they alter reality.

However, Lu Ban knew that their current fear was only of the ravings of the great being, and that the voice would cause them to fall into utter depravity.

If someone is fearless or receives orders from someone in a higher position to charge at Lu Ban and perish together, then he doesn't have much of a good way to deal with them.

Lu Ban is now like someone holding a Gatling gun and threatening to shoot at these monsters if they don't move aside, and the monsters naturally move aside.

But if the other party is unethical and throws hundreds of monsters at you, Lu Ban's small pipe won't be able to handle that many things.

The reason the other party didn't do that is firstly because the monsters' cognition is chaotic; simply put, they don't have that high an intelligence and might not be able to think of this. Secondly, because of the existence of this rambling, those monsters couldn't be sure that throwing hundreds of monsters at him would really kill Lu Ban.

In the desolate lands of the unknown, knowledge is synonymous with pollution.

This person knows so much; his pollution must be very serious!

Humans find these monsters grotesque, twisted, and terrifying, but in the eyes of the monsters, Lu Ban, who chants those indescribable evil god whispers, is the filthiest one!

With that in mind, Lu Ban decided to accelerate.

He leaped into the air, simultaneously sending a final message that mirrored the impact of the dump truck, propelling him forward and bringing him a considerable distance closer to the towering, mountain-like giant wolf.

He is using two of the three ways of using the "Last Words" simultaneously, and he can also launch the "Word Bullet" without conflict.

Lu Ban's target, naturally, was the ruler of frost, the enormous winter wolf.

Chapter 271 Dawn Breaks

Just as Lu Ban was moving towards the Winter Wolf, the ruler of the demonic tide finally noticed Lu Ban's presence.

It saw a small dot moving toward it from within the winter wolf pack, which was a rare occurrence.

Frost has descended upon the earth many times, and each time, the howling of wolves has been accompanied by fear and death.

No one in the world can destroy it; they can only survive in the blizzards. With each wave of demonic tide, hundreds of billions of winter wolves perish in the face of human resistance. But that doesn’t matter. If it wants, hundreds of billions of winter wolves can be created in the blink of an eye. A thousand years is but a moment to the winter wolf, and its battles with humans are just a brief moment of amusement in the long passage of time.

In fact, winter wolves have no ill intentions towards humans.

Of course, there was no goodwill involved.

The Winter Wolf's existence is to bring extreme cold to the world. To it, which has already frozen millions of planets, this place is just another planet to be frozen.

As for what's on the planet, that's another story.

No one notices the ants crawling on the road, or even realizes how many ants they have stepped on.

Not only Winter Wolf, but all the other demonic tides are the same.

They do not sense the stubborn resistance of humans, are unaware of the passage of time, and are not angry, irritable, or bored by the millennia-long tug-of-war between humans and themselves. They simply faithfully carry out their original goals, day after day, for thousands of years.

The universe, other realms, all worlds will fall silent. Pausing briefly before the end of destiny is not a big deal.

However, Winter Wolf found it somewhat interesting when considering the individual case.

The towering winter wolf, as majestic as a mountain, noticed Lu Ban but made no move, merely glancing at him.

Thousands of winter wolves formed a surging tide, and a wall a hundred meters high blocked Lu Ban's way.

The will of these winter wolves was stripped away by the frost in an instant, turning into pure ice crystals that crashed towards Lu Ban. Based on their relative speed, Lu Ban would turn into a pile of minced meat the moment he hit the wall.

But he didn't slow down; he kept accelerating.

As Lu Ban approached the frosty wall, the "Last Words" in his hand suddenly fired.

His sprint in mid-air suddenly stopped, and correspondingly, the ice wall suddenly moved slightly towards the towering winter wolf.

Lu Ban climbed up the wall, stood on the high wall, and continued to approach the Winter Wolf.

He fired the high-speed speech bullet into the wall, causing the wall to keep moving towards the Winter Wolf!

Frost was not surprised and gently moved its paw.

The earth trembled and shook violently. A crack spread from Frost's claws toward Lu Ban, and many winter wolves fell from the huge crack, but it was of no use to Frost.

A biting wind swept in along with the cracks, the air froze completely, and the dazzling ice crystals formed a clearly visible trail, not only enveloping Lu Ban, but also the entire ice wall.

At this moment, all the Winter Wolves' attacks on the defensive line weakened slightly, and Jonah also noticed these changes in the domed hall of Blackburg Fortress.

What surprised the mages even more was Frost's actions just now.

Throughout the millennia of demonic tides, frost has only ever appeared, creating countless winter wolves and bringing blizzards.

It never moved its body or attacked anywhere like it had just done.

Now, the mages have discovered an even more despairing truth.

That is, the rulers of these demonic tides are already close to destroying human civilization without even lifting a finger.

If they wanted to, the Night Kingdom's resistance over the past thousand years, and the countless sacrifices made, would become a joke in an instant.

What you perceive as a tragic, poignant, and epic history of resisting invasion is nothing more than a warm-up exercise for the monsters.

The crack in the earth spread directly across Blackburg Fortress, forming a canyon.

As for the breath of frost, the extremely cold icy wind formed an ice dome above the canyon, and a pale blue line stretched across the land, dividing the Black Forest.

With just a slight lift of the hand, the terrain can be permanently altered; even the creators of mythology were no more capable than this.

Amidst the cracked earth and frozen storm, Lu Ban seemed to have stopped moving; the movement of the ice wall ceased, and the world fell into silence.

Jonah's heart sank when he saw this.

Although he didn't know how Lu Ban had made Han Shuang attack him, or how Lu Ban had gotten to that position, it no longer mattered.

Before absolute power, everything is vain.

Despair resurfaced.

"We can't hold on any longer..."

On the other side, the mage monitoring the spirit torch called out.

As you can see, the mages sitting on the torches have almost burned to ashes. Their flesh and blood have long since withered away, and their bones are almost gone. Only their armor still binds their bodies and their souls, keeping the last embers burning.

For a time, two completely different tendencies emerged among the mages.

After witnessing this unprecedented despair, some mages felt that the act of burning themselves was meaningless. Rather than suffering such torment and dying, they would rather go out and fight a good fight and die standing up. The light of hope in their eyes had disappeared. Even if they sat on the spirit torch, they would only be able to stay there because of the armor on their bodies.

The other group of mages, after witnessing the dramatic changes brought about by Frost simply moving its claws, completely lost all will to fight. For them, rather than struggling to continue the battle, it would be better to ignite themselves right there and die sooner rather than later.

Some mages took a few steps back, while others walked towards the spirit torch.

Under these bizarre circumstances, the handover was surprisingly completed smoothly.

Jonah turned his attention to the window.

Suddenly, he noticed that something seemed to be brewing within that ice wall.

A premonition lingered in Jonah's mind as he gazed at the junction of the ice wall and the canyon.

A burst of light suddenly erupted.

The light pierced through the ice crystals, standing out vividly against the backdrop of the blood moon.

The night grew darker, and shadows covered the ice crystals, seemingly trying to suppress the light.

But soon, the light pierced through the shadows.

Jonah narrowed his eyes slightly.

"...Is it dawn?"

He was incredulous at the sight before him.

The blood moon had not yet set, yet another sun clearly appeared in the sky.

The sun's rays were dazzling and brilliant; in an instant, the movements of the winter wolf, the shadow, and all the monsters froze.

click-

The frozen frost cracked under the blazing sun, and in just a few seconds, the surrounding air transformed from the freezing cold of winter to the scorching heat of summer.

No, that's not all.

Jonah sensed that the level of interest seemed a little different.

Like... a desert?

Chapter 272 Scorching Sun

Lu Ban felt the joy of the plants on his body, and sunlight shone through the melting ice.

He was holding a radio.

[Small-scale natural disaster generator].

This item, worth over 80,000 Silent Points, has its knob set to the "Scorching" position.

Lu Ban wasn't sure where the natural disaster was from, but based on his current sensation, the temperature had suddenly risen from over minus 100 degrees Celsius to over 50 degrees Celsius in a short period of time.

Under normal circumstances, the scorching sun would evaporate all the moisture from living things in a short time, leaving the entire land barren and scorching in perpetual heat.

Lu Ban estimated that this was probably the situation deep in the Sahara Desert.

When exposed to sunlight, Lu Ban's body was also rapidly repairing itself.

The melting ice, the blazing sun—with water and sunlight, it's practically the perfect environment for plants to grow.

Under the blazing sun, the winter wolves howled and gradually melted into water, while the shadows had nowhere to hide, twisting and writhing as they collapsed. As for the plague-laden wind, it quickly evaporated under such intense light and disappeared without a trace.

Within a radius of several kilometers, the sun blazed fiercely.

If you were to look down from the sky at this moment, you could see a corner of the dark forest shrouded in eternal night, where a patch of light remained, standing out conspicuously.

"It's so hot..."