Chapter 479 [479] The Crystal Palace.
?479 [479] The Crystal Palace.
'Where am I?'
His voice resounded, but only his mind. He felt a chill encompass his body, as he found himself unable to move.
His eyes opened, and eternal darkness greeted him.
"Ugh..."
Alan let out a pained groan, as he tried to massage his head. But was unable to do so.
"So...cold..."
He was shivering, and this was a ludicrous statement! The chosen of the Frost Supreme...feeling cold?
What was this.
Strangely enough, he could only move his body, a majority of his body felt wet, as if it was submerged in water.
He moved his head wherever he could, Darkness was the only thing he could see. Looking left and right, it was the same. It was when he looked at himself, downwards as much as he could, that he found himself to be in a frozen lake.
The upper parts of the lake, where his limbs were bound, were frozen. But his hands, upper chest and head were out of the lake.
"Ugh!"
Alan tried to move, but to no avail. The ice, seemingly thin, was strong. But he didn't give up. He tried and tried. He even tried using mana to break the ice, but he could not use mana.
His strength was his only ally. He didn't know how much time had passed, all he knew was that his body was shivering, his teeth beginning to chatter.
'Crack!'
Finally, after many trials, a crack appeared on the Ice. Alan, seemingly rejuvenated, tried yet again, with all the strength he could muster.
"..."
He tried to activate his skills, mainly 'Dragon's Eyes' to peer through, but he couldn't. He could only walk forward, occasionally looking behind himself to make sure no one was there.
Finally! After what felt like ages, he saw something different. The ice had completely disappeared, and the water was like a large puddle, only reaching his toes. The abundance of the crystals increased, and some were the size of cars, houses, and stalactites whose tips disappeared into the darkness above.
They seemed to...be in a line? Like a pathway! It was like they were leading him to a certain path.
Soon enough, there was no gap between the stalactites, they had melded together to form a wall. The hallway(?) that was caused by such was large, about ten of Alan, each holding their arms out!
"The water...it's gone."
Indeed, it was gone. The land had elevated a little, and Alan was finally free from the abhorrent sensation of his toes being constantly wet and numb. He walked upwards, and the walls closed in.
It was getting tighter and tighter, and Alan could barely fit now, He was squeezing through the stalactites, hoping he wouldn't be stuck here.
"Ha..."
He groaned, as he made his way up. The cold and numb feeling had returned since his body was in direct contact with the sunlight.
"What kind of fucked up floor is this...damned tower."
He said, cursing the tower. He believed it to be a tower floor, he was completely oblivious.
"Restricting my mana again...go F**ck yourself."
He cursed, again and again, as the cold pierced his skin and attacked his insides. Mist escaped his mouth again. Until finally.
He reached the end. He could see an opening, although it would be hard to reach it, He continued to push and push, even as his skin was bruised and ripped apart.
"Ha!"
With one final grunt, he pushed through. The wet feeling of water returned to envelope his toes again. Alan looked at the water with a disdainful look. He raised his head to look up.
"What the...f**k...?"
He gasped.