"Are you Frost Divine Will?"
Zong Shen asked with interest.
Generally speaking, beings like this that had developed intelligence and chosen to communicate with him directly usually met one of two ends.
The first was being beaten into the ground by Zong Shen for being too arrogant.
The second was having a pleasant conversation and possibly being taken in by Zong Shen as a subordinate.
There was no third possibility, at least not so far.
"Yes, I am Frost Divine Will."
In response to his question, Frost Divine Will answered calmly once more.
It did not look as though it had lost control or gone berserk.
But in truth, no fewer than eight thousand, perhaps even ten thousand, living beings had died directly or indirectly at its hands.
When the Calamity Raven Church excavated the ice cave alone, several thousand Apostle Group Warriors and believers had frozen to death.
"You've developed consciousness."
"Is that why you're unwilling to be absorbed?"
Not bothering with a slow, roundabout probe, Zong Shen got straight to the point.
The pale blue misty figure flickered slightly.
It seemed surprised that Zong Shen had grasped the situation so quickly.
"That's right."
"You are a clever human."
"Or perhaps a human who knows that era extremely well."
"Back in the Desolate Epoch."
"You were called the 'Little Folk.' The outside world was filled with races dozens or even hundreds of times larger than humans."
"Compared to them, you humans truly were far too weak."
Frost Divine Will had probably not spoken with an intelligent being in a long time.
Once it started talking, it could not help but reminisce.
Humans had existed as early as the Desolate Epoch.
But back then, they were merely a weak race surviving in the cracks between giants, dragons, and many other