Just as Lancelot, guided by the World Will, descended upon the Flame Frost Continent via the Dome of the Stars teleportation array.
Somewhere on this vast and expansive land, hidden in a chaotic interweaving of spaces, an ancient ruin slowly awakens from its deathly silence.
Inside the ruins, mechanical sounds began to rise, gradually becoming more lifelike.
[The World Will has sensed a highly compatible inheritor of the "Source Fire".]
[In accordance with the relevant regulations left by the master, the inheritance system is activated for the 12th time.]
[The dispersal of Source Fire Crystal Fragments has begun!]
[All dissemination has been completed.]
[The Source Fire Palace's defense system is activated. Upon encountering an irresistible attack, it will initiate a self-destruct sequence and banish the corresponding treasures to the Chaos Sea.]
An earth-shattering aura erupted somewhere on the Flame Frost Continent, and the phantom of a massive, blazing palace appeared and disappeared, attracting the attention of various forces.
The situation on the Flame Frost Continent is extremely complex.
Although the rulers were undoubtedly the two dominant races and the pinnacle civilizations.
However, other forces and races also exist in the cracks.
The strongest of these races or forces are comparable to advanced Astral Realm; they would be formidable and powerful in any part of the Astral Realm.
Unfortunately, they were situated in the fiercely competitive Flame Frost Continent.
Even advanced Astral Realm live in constant fear and caution.
Lest you be accidentally trampled to pieces by the two monsters next to you.
Aside from factions and races, there are also quite a few neutral Walker on the Flame Frost Continent.
The Lord of Ice Origin was such a great being.
She was born at the beginning of the creation of the Flame Frost Continent. She was a powerful Primordial God. Over the long course of time, her rank has long since reached the level of Supreme God.
Such beings are not to be trifled with, neither the Knight Empire nor the Undying Civilization.
Supreme God- level Walker, if truly determined to cause destruction, is simply unstoppable.
Moreover, the Lord of Ice Origin has never had any intention of expanding his power, and there is no conflict of interest between him and the two top civilizations, so there is even less need to offend this big shot.
On the permafrost plains of the far north.
Inside the exquisite palace sculpted from ice crystals.
On the empty, enormous throne, as the blazing palace appeared, a magnificent, ice-blue body slowly emerged.
"The Source Fire Palace has reappeared. Hopefully, this time they can find a successor."
A sigh echoed, but apart from the cold wind, no one responded.
at the same time.
As the illusory image of a blazing palace appeared in the sky above the Flame Frost Continent.
All factions were alarmed.
Those high-ranking officials in the relevant factions, aware of the significance of this matter, began to take action.
Especially those forces subordinate to the two major hegemons.
Compared to the vast and Undying Civilization and Knight Empire.
They undoubtedly need the opportunities and treasures hidden within this ancient site even more.
"Mobilize the entire clan's strength to search for the Source Fire Crystal. Even if we cannot obtain the inheritance qualification in the future, we can still sell this crystal to powerful individuals or other forces that need it."
Similar commands were frequently issued throughout the Flame Frost Continent.
This made the already turbulent situation on the continent, caused by the fierce battle between the two superpowers, even more chaotic and exciting.
It was as if the hand of Fate was secretly pushing things along.
The Sea of Eternal Silence.
The stronghold of the Undying Civilization.
In the center of the ocean, a vast landmass floats.
This is the source of the Undying.
Underworld.
Countless tombs, mausoleums, monuments, and silent temples are situated throughout the Underworld.
The massive buildings, the towering black towers, and the tiered tombs that seem to penetrate deep into the heart of the Flame Frost Continent all demonstrate the creed and power of the Undying Civilization.
Compared to the grand and rugged architectural style of the Knight Empire, the architecture of the Undying Civilization civilization is full of sharp and angular structures, symbolizing the ruthlessness and penetrating power of death. However, from the outside, it is indeed more exquisite, somewhat similar to the architecture of the Elf Race.
Outside a spatial passageway that is also part of the outside world.
Standing there were Undying warriors, wielding scythes and long-handled battle axes, and draped in tattered cloaks.
A burst of magical Radiance appeared, and a group of dark Mage emerged from the spatial passage.
Gonda Ironbone and Sera Olivia were prominently featured.
However, this time, none of them were leading the charge.
Instead, she was a woman of stunning beauty, whose figure flickered in and out of the flames and Ashes —beautiful yet deadly.
Fire of Annihilation - Ignis.
A powerful being who is extremely close to Invincible True God.
Not long ago, she had just received orders from the higher-ups of the Black Mage to hunt down Terra, the Demon Slayer, who was currently enjoying great power among the Earth Guardian.
That's right, Lancelot has gained another nickname: Demon Slayer.
The meaning is self-evident.
"Still no news about that Plane Warden called Terra?" Ignis asked without turning her head.
"No," Sera shook her head. "It's highly likely that the other party is located at the Dome of the Stars. Divination cannot pinpoint their exact location; it's probably due to the influence of the Chaos Stele."
"I see. Then forget it. Let's finish the main task first. Hehe, the world origin of the Flame Frost Continent must be of much higher quality than the origin of ordinary plane universes, right?"
"You'll know once you eat it!" Gonda Ironbone said in a deep voice.
What a powerful world!
In a field somewhere on the Flame Frost Continent, Lancelot stretched his neck and muttered to himself.
At this moment, gravity many times stronger than that of the Golden Star was acting on his body, and the air was filled with rich natural elements.
The senses spread, and the tiny wild beasts that could be seen everywhere were all Transcendent beings, capable of easily killing large numbers of ordinary humans.
It is easy to imagine how powerful the talents of the strong races born on this continent must be.
No wonder it was able to give birth to two top-tier Astral Realm.
"If you want to integrate here as quickly as possible, it's best to join a major power, Undying Civilization or the Knight Empire..."
The thought had barely formed in his mind when Lancelot looked up at a certain point on the horizon, his eyes narrowing slightly.
A moment later, a gigantic dragon descended through space.
On the dragon's back stood a group of Barbarian Soul Race warriors clad in rugged knight armor.
The ruling race of the Knight Empire is the Barbarian Soul Race.
A race of intelligent life forms with human blood, born with strong physiques and exceptionally powerful souls, possessing formidable combat abilities without needing to pursue Transcendent professions.
Depending on their individual talents, different Barbarian Soul Race will choose a path that suits them best.
Some became technical researchers, while others became soldiers.
The former enabled the Knight Empire to develop remarkable local technology, while the latter fostered a large knight community.
One skilled in literature, the other in martial arts, together propelled the Knight Empire forward.
"Your Excellency, Plane Warden, the Prime Minister requests your presence!"
The leading Barbarian Soul Race expert jumped off the flying dragon and spoke respectfully.
"How did you know I would land here?" Lancelot asked with a smile, turning his head to the side.
Although his tone was relatively gentle, the captain of the Barbarian Soul Race who was facing him couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine, as if he were facing a world-destroying beast.
Not the famous savior.
"The Prime Minister directly told me the location; I was merely following orders."
Lancelot stared at the Barbarian Soul Race captain for a long time before finally saying in a low voice, "Is that so? Then lead the way."
"This way, please!" The Barbarian Soul Race captain breathed a sigh of relief and quickly stepped aside.