Then, he sat down in the array at the center of the collection room.
This array, composed of silver runes, enhances historical perception while providing multiple protective barriers.
"Remember, you are just an observer and experiencer, do not attempt to change anything."
Uther gave a final reminder:
"The weight of history is far heavier than you imagine, any attempt to intervene may lead to unpredictable consequences."
Ron took a deep breath, gently placed his hand on the hilt of "Frostbite", and activated the "Historical Research" skill.
The walls of the collection room flowed like water, and the boundaries of time became blurred and indistinct.
The first thing seen was the cursed land.
The sky was covered with thick blood-red clouds, there was no sun and no stars, only that oppressive crimson light.
The air was filled with a nauseating corrosive aura, every breath bringing a sticky malice writhing in the throat.
The scenery on the ground was even more terrifying.
The plains that should have been covered with grass were now filled with twisted flesh and white bones.
Countless corroded corpses were half-buried in the soil, their eye sockets still flickering with flames of undead resentment.
Ron found himself "possessing" Adrick.
The first impression of his body was "powerful".
He was nearly two meters tall with muscles as hard as steel, each heartbeat felt like cold power rushing through his bloodline.
"The last battle..."
Adrick looked at the gathering corrosion legion in the distance, his voice filled with relief and determination.
Ron could feel the complex emotions within Adrick:
A calm acceptance of the imminent death, regret over not being able to save more comrades, deep hatred for the corrosion legion, and longing for reunion with loved ones.
On the distant horizon, the corrosion legion began to attack.
It was a nightmare army formed of various abyssal creatures:
Corrosion Finger Monster - twisted creatures the size of houses, their bodies formed by eight massive human fingers, each finger as thick as a battering ram with nails sharp as knives;
Wailers - worm-like monsters composed of countless twisted human torsos, hundreds of meters long, their mouths eternally issuing sharp cries of misery;
Flesh Giants - towering tens of meters high, their bodies amassed from decaying flesh, dropping rotting organs with every step, emanating the stench of death;
Nightmare Knights - headless knights riding burning skeletal horses, wielding blood-dripping long spears, leaving behind everlasting ghostly green flames where their hooves trod.
"Come, you disgusting things."
Adrick gripped "Frostbite", the blade immediately covered in thick frost, and moisture in the air condensed into ice crystals:
"Today we will all die, but I promise you will die uglier than me."
Adrick raised "Frostbite", Ron could feel the polar ice dragon bloodline surging wildly within.
The feeling was akin to injecting liquid nitrogen directly into veins, cold yet full of power.
This was a domain skill, in the Bloodline Knight system only the strongest could unleash it, their power nearing Moon Level Wizard.
Centered on Adrick, a massive frost wave radiated outward.
Wherever it passed, the air condensed into ice crystals, the earth was covered by a thick layer of ice, even the corrosive miasma froze into solid form.
The Corrosion Finger Monsters leading the charge froze instantly into ice sculptures, and with one slash from Adrick, they shattered into millions of sparkling ice shards.
Yet the sheer number of the corrosion legion was overwhelming, dense as locusts swarming.
Even if Adrick’s frost could freeze large numbers of enemies, the attacks continued to pour forth.
Ron followed Adrick’s perspective, experiencing each sword swing, each block, each dodge:
Facing the Wailers’ sound wave attack, Adrick conjured a massive ice wall to block it.
The sound wave capable of shattering rock crashed against the ice wall with thunderous roar, then he used the repulsion force to leap up, thrusting through the monster’s sound pouch core.
In the direct confrontation with the Flesh Giant, he did not choose to compete with strength, but used "Frostbite’s" freezing traits to gradually freeze the giant’s joints.
First the knees, then the elbows, finally the neck, dismembering it completely.
The Nightmare Knight’s lance cut across his shoulder, blood splattering on the snow like blossoms of red plum.
Adrick swung his sword to chop down half of the knight’s body, with even ghostly green flames unable to melt his frost armor.
After hours of battle, Adrick was exhausted.
His bloodline power nearly drained, "Frostbite’s" frost had grown dim, his body covered in wounds, blood dyeing the snowfield red.
The ace of the corrosion legion finally appeared, it was a "Spectral Dragon".
This creature was once a hybrid giant dragon with noble lineage.
But after abyssal corrosion, it became a horrifying fusion of flesh and metal.
The originally beautiful dragon scales replaced by twisted devices, the giant wings grew countless pipelines.
"Ha... haha..."
Adrick laughed wildly, eyes brimming with madness:
"Didn’t expect it would be you, old friend... Sedlin, I’ll send you on your last journey."
The blade began emitting a blinding white light, surrounding temperature plummeting, ice crystals forming even in space.
"Eternal Freeze!"
This was the strongest ultimate technique co-created by Adrick and "Frostbite", his life’s final echo.
An ice beam pierced the heavens and earth, freezing the entire plain completely.
The Corrosive Dragon struck by the ice beam, its massive form frozen in an instant.
Moreover, the freezing effect spread at an astonishing speed, turning the battlefield into a realm of ice and snow.
Those still attacking corrosive creatures turned into statues, sealing their malice and pain forever within the depths of ice.
The historical rewind ended, Ron’s consciousness returned to the collection room.
Though he only experienced a fragment of memory, the fierce battle still left him internally shaken.
Through Adrick’s perspective, he also learned many precious combat skills and bloodline utilization.
[Historical Research (Skilled) Experience Points +1]
[Bloodline Shaping (Skilled) Experience Points +1]
[Cold Weapon Combat (Skilled) Experience Points +1]
...
"How do you feel?"
Uther’s voice awakened him from his contemplation.
"Astounding."
Ron answered concisely, but the light in his eyes showed he had gained significant insight:
"Adrick’s combat skills and spirit surpassed my expectations."
......
Meanwhile, deep within the Sea of Darkness on the Abyss Fifth Layer.
Nari was experiencing the happiest time of her life.
Her giant eyes now emitted a maternal tenderness, gazing at the small figure in the bubble at the center of the treasury.
"My little darling, today mommy has prepared a very special, very delicious feast for you."
Nari’s voice was as gentle as feathers brushing against petals:
"Yesterday mommy went very very far to find the most nutritious food for you."
She carefully retrieved today’s "special menu" from the depths of the storage room.
Those treasured materials delicately preserved within biological bubbles, each radiating a unique and powerful energy fluctuation.