An Unknown Ancient God!

Which dog came up with such an idiot?

"I refuse to believe there's only one way. Even if I have to dig three feet into the ground, I'm going in today. Grab a shovel and dig down!"

As the Frost King spoke, the White Walkers and wights all reached out and brandished their ice crystal weapons.

The tip of the ice crystal weapon materialized into the shape of a shovel, and it immediately began digging downwards in place!

Meanwhile, the Frost King rode on the back of the Frost Dragon. If they couldn't dig any deeper, they would have to go find our Clown Emperor, who can cut down anything.

Just then, a pure white figure flashed across the sky!

"Angel?"

In the far north, at the summit of Pilgrimage Snow Mountain.

Under the blanket of white snow, no obvious buildings could be seen.

Angel Mo saw nothing that resembled a treasure trove and descended to the top of the snow-capped mountain.

Upon landing, he saw a man wearing shackles.

The shackles were covered in sharp spikes that pierced deep into the man's flesh and had become fused with his skin.

The man's hair and beard were unkempt, stretching all the way to his feet, making him look like an old monster.

Upon seeing the angel, the man stared blankly for a moment before revealing his broken teeth. "You're here too..."

Puff!

Before the man could finish speaking, a wing severed his head.

Blood gushed out, and a head fell into the snowdrift.

Angel Mo flicked the blood off his wings and continued walking forward.

From where the man stood, after walking about thirty steps, the angel saw a protruding iceberg.

Beneath the iceberg lies a seamless wall, upon which rests the head of a gargoyle.

As the angel approached, the gargoyle's eyes flashed red.

"You..."

Boom!

The gargoyle seemed to be alive. Just as it was about to speak, it was struck head-on by the angel's wings and instantly shattered!

The wall collapsed instantly, revealing what happened next.

The angel was about to continue forward when the rubble before him seemed to be blessed by magic, piecing itself back together and forming a wall once more.

The gargoyle has also healed.

"You...!"

Boom!

Before the gargoyle could even speak, it was shattered by the angel's attack.

But the stones came back together, and then Angel Mo repeated the same action several times. After confirming that the thing could heal indefinitely, he showed off the white wedding ring on his hand.

The gargoyle, its face filled with longing, nearly suffocated upon witnessing this scene.

"You... you have a key?"

"You had the key, why didn't you say so sooner?!"

"You have the key, so I'll open the door for you. What did I do to deserve this beating?"

The gargoyle was speechless. An angel suddenly appeared out of nowhere, and it immediately started beating the gargoyle up!

The gargoyle, thinking it didn't have a key, was about to mock the angel, saying that all it could do was rage helplessly.

Well, now that the other person has the key, not only did they beat it up, but it also had to happily open the door for them.

It got beaten up for nothing.

However... to be able to shatter this wall, this angel's strength must have reached the level of Ancient God.

It's best not to argue with him.

The gate opened, and the angel entered, finding himself in a wide tunnel.

Angel Mo folded his wings and walked to the end of the tunnel, where he found himself in a spacious hall.

The hall was dark, and a mithril coffin sat in the very center.

As the angel moved forward, the surrounding magical lanterns lit up, radiating golden light.

Click.

Some mechanism must have activated, because a clicking sound was heard.

At the same time, the coffin in front of them suddenly loosened.

A hand reached out from the coffin, grasped the mithril coffin lid, and slowly pushed it.

"How long has it been since anyone entered this place?"

"No, it should be that no one has entered this place since I died. You are the first."

A muffled sound came from the coffin, and a person wearing a silver mask and a white and gold church robe crawled out of the coffin.

Upon seeing the angel, the eyes beneath the mask showed some surprise.

"It's actually a Celestial Creature? I thought I was waiting for a human."

"I've been here for a very long time, so long that I've forgotten what time is. It's so quiet here, an eternal stillness like death."

"It is clear that this is a suitable place for eternal rest."

"And I sincerely hope that someone can break this silence."

"But that person shouldn't be you."

As he spoke, the white-masked man drew a white Cross Sword from a nearby shelf, its tip pointing directly at the angel!

"I am one of the founders of the Holy Church, and I am the first Pope, Caesar Elgard the White."

"Intruder, state your name."

One month later.

The bard Rat and the paladin Zane arrived at the Pilgrimage Snow Mountain.

Upon reaching the summit, they first saw a headless, frozen corpse.

Then, they found a head in the snow nearby.

The moment he saw that head, Paladin Zane was immediately thrown into a panic.

"Duka?"

"Who is it? Someone you know?"

"Many people in the church know him. He was an ascetic who guarded the Atula Treasury for a thousand years."

"Millennium?"

"Yes, he is an Underground Elf, a long-lived species."

"But that's not important. What's important is that he's a legendary powerhouse."

Upon hearing Zane's words, Rat suddenly realized something. "You mean, someone arrived at the Pilgrimage Snow Mountain before us?"

"That's probably the case, and that person must be extremely terrifying, terrifying enough to kill this legendary expert instantly."

How did you determine that?

"First of all, the ascetic Duka is a legendary expert. It is impossible for a legendary expert to fight without leaving any trace."

"And there were no other wounds on his body. Judging from the clean cut on his neck, he must have been beheaded in one fell swoop, without even having time to fight back."

"This..."

"Can't believe it, can you?"

"To be honest, me too."

"Who could instantly kill a legendary powerhouse? I can't think of any other explanation besides Ancient God."

"But is it possible for Ancient God to swagger up a snow-capped mountain like that?"

"The Ancient God we know might be impossible, but what about the Ancient God we don't know about?"

Hearing Zane's words, Rat thought of someone, "Compared to the Ancient God, I think one of the two people who took Jena away before could also do it."

"You mean the one with the dagger?"

"It's him."

"Well, that possibility cannot be ruled out."

"But whichever the possibility, it's not good news, because it means someone has gotten there before us."

"I just hope they didn't get into the treasure vault."

The two continued forward and came to the foot of an iceberg.

Before me was a wall with gargoyle sculptures.

The gargoyle on the wall opened its eyes in fear, but then inexplicably breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing who it was.

"Um... do you have a key?"

The author has been lacking motivation lately, so please give the author some free encouragement...( _ _)ノ|