newbobooks Chapter 569 Icefield Leader
Chapter 569 Icefield Leader
There are two ways to solve this.
One option is to repair the barrier—which requires materials, technology, and time. He doesn't have any of those things.
Another approach is to directly eliminate the seal—kill the leader that's sealing the barrier. Once the leader is dead, the pressure on the seal is gone, and the barrier will naturally repair itself over time.
Lin Tian's choice has never changed.
He turned to look at Zhao Hao.
"With your talent," Lin Tian said, "could you release the boss from this barrier?"
Zhao Hao was stunned.
He blinked, thinking he had misheard.
"What...what did you say?"
"Without damaging the barrier itself," Lin Tian repeated, his pace unchanged and each word clearly enunciated, "could you release that thing?"
Zhao Hao opened his mouth, then closed it again.
His brain was working at high speed, processing all the information contained in Lin Tian's words.
First, Lin Tian knew that a boss was sealed inside the barrier.
Secondly, Lin Tian's plan was not to go inside to find the boss, but to release it to fight.
Third, Lin Tian believed he could do it.
"Are you...are you serious?" Zhao Hao's voice was a little unsteady.
Lin Tian looked at him without saying a word.
Zhao Hao read the answer in that look.
He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and went through the description of his talent in his mind.
[Barrier Collapse] - SS-rank talent.
Effect: It can ignore the energy defense of most barriers and directly penetrate the energy barrier of the barrier.
He had never tried to penetrate a world-class barrier.
Last time at the Restless Fortress, he only tried to pass through, but ended up disrupting the stability of the barrier and triggering the Scourge.
But that time it was because he didn't know that the Barrier of Rest was a world-class barrier, and he directly broke through the barrier's main body.
This time—
Zhao Hao opened his eyes and walked to the altar.
He reached out and placed his palm on the base beneath the floating ice crystals.
"I'll give it a try."
Zhao Hao closed his eyes, and a pale purple light shone from his palm.
Unlike the pale gold Lin Tian had seen before, this time it was purple.
Purple light spread from his palm to the altar base, diffusing outwards along the runic lines. Wherever the light touched, the previously dim runes briefly lit up before dimming again.
Zhao Hao frowned.
He's looking for it.
Find that one and only "lock" within the dense network of energy channels.
Like finding a specific leaf in a forest.
Fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. In the extremely cold environment of tens of degrees below zero, the sweat froze into ice crystals as soon as it seeped out, hanging on his eyebrows and eyelashes.
His breathing became increasingly rapid, and his chest heaved more and more violently.
Lin Tian stood behind him, watching quietly.
Time passed by, second by second.
ten seconds.
Twenty seconds.
Thirty seconds.
Just as Lin Tian was about to speak—
Zhao Hao suddenly opened his eyes.
His pupils reflected a purple light, a sign of his overflowing innate talent.
"Found it."
His voice was a little hoarse, but very certain.
He moved his hand off the base and to a position directly below the ice crystals.
There, deep inside the altar, is a node invisible to the naked eye.
Unlike the surrounding runes, it does not have a fixed shape and position. Instead, it is a constantly changing mass of energy, like a living thing, constantly rotating, contracting, and expanding in a tiny space.
"This is the 'lock' that seals things," Zhao Hao said, his voice tinged with a rare excitement.
"It's not a rune, not an array, but a dynamic energy anchor. It moves on its own, changes shape on its own, and adjusts its position on its own—just to prevent it from being found."
"But I found it."
He placed his palm on that spot, and purple light condensed into a tiny sphere in his palm. The color of the sphere changed from light purple to dark purple, and then to an almost blackish purple.
"Three seconds."
Zhao Hao gritted his teeth.
Give me three seconds.
A burst of purple light suddenly erupted.
It wasn't diffusion, but rather condensation—all the purple light converged at a single point, like a needle-thin purple beam piercing the dynamic node inside the altar.
The first second.
The altar trembled.
The runes on the six stone pillars lit up simultaneously, then went out at the same time. Not dimmed, but completely extinguished—as if someone had pressed the pause button.
The second second.
The runes on the altar base began to flow in reverse.
It wasn't a normal energy cycle, but a reversed, chaotic, and disordered flow. The lines of the runes seemed to come alive, twisting, deforming, and reorganizing on the surface of the base.
The third second.
The ice crystals floating above the altar began to change.
The cracks began to move.
It didn't disappear, nor did it heal; rather, it slid along a certain trajectory on the surface of the ice crystals, as if rearranging and recombining. Three cracks merged into one, then split into five, and then merged into two again.
Finally, all the cracks converged at the very center of the ice crystal, forming a black hole the size of a fist.
Black holes are so black that they don't reflect light.
That's not a crack, that's a channel.
A passage leading into the interior of the seal.
Zhao Hao's hand jerked off the altar as if he'd been electrocuted. He staggered back a few steps, his knees buckled, and he landed hard on his backside on the ice.
His face was as white as paper, his lips were purple, and his forehead was covered with a mixture of sweat and ice crystals.
But there was a smile on his lips.
"It's done."
His voice was so weak it was almost inaudible, but it carried a sense of satisfaction, like a locksmith who had finally opened the world's most difficult lock.
[WARNING: The seal has broken. The inner leader is about to break free. Please evacuate immediately or prepare for battle.]
Lin Tian did not evacuate.
He didn't even take a step back.
He stood before the altar, his hands hanging naturally at his sides, his gaze calmly fixed on the black passage in the center of the ice crystal.
That dormant life force is awakening at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The frequency of the pulses is getting faster and faster.
The frequency increased from a few times per minute to dozens of times per minute.
Like a giant who has slept for too long, slowly opening his eyes from a dream.
A deep roar echoed from the depths of the icy plains.
The sound didn't seem to come from a throat, but rather from the depths of the earth, causing the entire ice field to tremble.
The cracks in the ice wall were widening, and new fissures appeared on the ice surface, radiating outwards from the altar like a giant spider web.
Zhao Hao sat on the ice, his legs weak and unable to stand up.
He braced himself on the ice with both hands and moved backward little by little, leaving a wet trail on the ice with his buttocks.
His ears were ringing, and his heart was pounding as if it would jump out of his throat.