A snowflake shattered.
In that instant, everyone's gaze turned toward the sky above the city center.
A silent sigh echoed through the entire world. The moment the cloaked old man—the God of Snow Mountain active in parts of the northeastern mountain ranges—appeared, it was already the end.
He slowly cracked apart from head to toe.
His body, formed from snowflakes, dissolved on its own at that moment.
He was a subordinate god among Lady Lin, the Winter Mountain God of the legendary God of the Four Seasons. In many people's eyes, she was a candidate for "king," the existence closest to a "goddess."
But now, he simply died.
There was no warning, no attack, no curse. There was only a will, an order.
"Finally, I can be free."
Yet on the higher-dimensional level, his final words were filled with joy.
"Evade!"
The roar still rang in their ears, but it was already too late for anything to change.
A god had died, right there in the mortal world.
Then, snow mountains and a blizzard descended at once. Vast divine power eroded the entire Ancient City. No matter how strong the defenses were, they meant nothing before it. This was a god's self-destruction—or rather, his remains and flesh had exploded directly across the earth.
And what exactly did a god's corpse contain?
"Damn it, it's a complete form. He jumped in directly from the higher dimension!"
A divine kingdom, a God's Ark brimming with World's Logic, reverted to its most primordial form at that moment.
Endless ice and snow covered the entire world.
This was a god of ice and snow. His rules were "ice and snow" and "snow mountains." Now, World's Logic had completely exploded, flooding every surrounding area.
But even more deadly than the World's Logic of ice and