"Continue north."
As soon as these words were spoken, before Li Ruobing could even adjust the course, a blinding crimson banner suddenly exploded across the sky above, the very firmament that had been scorched through.
[Region-wide Announcement!]
[Region-wide Announcement!]
[Congratulations to player Qin Yu for successfully slaying the overlord of the Extreme Northern Ice Plains — Odin!]
[As the first player to slay a Regional Overlord, Qin Yu has obtained the unique title: "Gravedigger of the North"!]
[Regional Barrier Restriction Removal Progress: 25%...]
Boom—!
This news was like dropping a depth charge into already boiling water.
The World Channel instantly erupted.
In this apocalyptic world, no one was unaware of Odin.
He was the local tyrant who had entrenched himself in the Extreme North for half a year.
With thousands of desperadoes under his command.
There were even rumors that he monopolized the entire region's cold-weather supplies.
And now...
Just moments ago.
He was gone?
"Holy shit?! Am I seeing things? Odin is dead?"
"Is it real? That was a ruthless character with an S-class Icebreaker!"
"Ruthless my ass! Didn't you check the map? The sector over the Extreme North is all red! That's a High Temperature Alert!"
"Qin Yu... it's this Qin Yu again!"
"Who the hell is this guy? First selling water, now killing people, is he trying to tear through the entire server?"
"Gravedigger... that title sounds downright chilling."
At this moment.
Qin Yu paid no heed to the uproar in the channel.
He was sitting in the master's chair at the ship's bow.
Holding the newly dropped [Absolute Zero Core] in his hand.
Although it was already damaged.
Holding it still felt piercingly cold to the bone.
"Tsk."
"What a shame."
"If it weren't broken, it would have been perfect for Xue'er to use as an air conditioner."
Qin Yu casually tossed the core to Yao Xue beside him.
"Keep it."
"We'll find some materials to repair it later, it might still be usable."
Yao Xue caught the core.
A trace of helplessness flickered in her ice-blue eyes.
"You think this is like fixing a fan?"
"This is a Rule-Level Artifact."
"The materials needed to repair it are probably harder to find in this world than a living person."
"Then we'll just take them."
Qin Yu's reply was matter-of-fact.
"Odin is gone."
"But his legacy remains."
"There should be plenty of good stuff in his lair."
Mentioning the legacy.
Qi Chun, who was below deck directing the mechanical arms to salvage supplies, instantly pricked up his ears.
He stopped complaining about being tired.
He stopped complaining about the heat.
His portly frame moved as nimbly as a monkey as he scrambled up the ladder.
"Brother Yu!"
"Are we going to loot his place?"
"I know where Odin's main base is!"
"It's right ahead, a hundred nautical miles away at the 'Ice-Free Port'!"
"It's a natural deep-water harbor, supposedly piled high with gold and supplies!"
Qin Yu glanced at him.
"You know?"
"Hehe."
Qi Chun rubbed his hands together.
"Didn't that Odin guy just say he had secrets?"
"I don't have many hobbies, but I love digging up secrets."
"And besides..."
Qi Chun pointed towards the distant sea surface still steaming with heat.
"Look over there."
"With Odin dead."
"It's like a tree falling and the monkeys scattering."
Following Qi Chun's finger, at the edge of that mist...
Several dozen frigates that originally belonged to Odin's fleet.
Now lay in complete chaos.
...
At the edge of the Arctic ice plains.
This area had not yet been completely melted by Qin Yu's "Sun."
But it had already turned into a muddy swamp.
Odin's remaining forces gathered here.
Their once orderly formation.
Now lay shattered and broken.
"The boss is dead! The boss was burned to death!"
"Run! That Qin Yu is coming!"
"Run my ass! There's still so much S-Class Alloy in the warehouse! Let's grab it first!"
"Get lost! I saw this first!"
The ugliness of human nature.
Was laid bare at this moment.
Without Odin's suppression.
These so-called "comrades-in-arms" who usually called each other brothers.
Instantly turned into red-eyed wolves.
Just to fight over a crate of canned food.
Two men could draw their blades against each other.
"Bang!"
A gunshot rang out.
A minor leader who was about to pry open a Supply Crate.
Had a bloody hole appear in his forehead.
He toppled over stiffly.
"Who?!"
"Who dared to fire?!"
The people around were startled, raising their weapons one after another.
"A bunch of trash."
A cold female voice.
Cut through the chaotic crowd.
Immediately after.
A series of synchronized footsteps sounded.
"Thud, thud, thud!"
It was the sound of military boots stomping on metal decking.
Heavy.
Powerful.
Several dozen figures clad in silver-white Exoskeleton Armor.
Emerged from the mist.
Uniformly female.
Uniformly with long golden hair.
What they held in their hands were not those crudely made makeshift guns.
But uniform [S-Class Beam Sabers] and [Heavy Pulse Shields].
The woman at the forefront.
Was tall and slender.
Probably around 175 centimeters.
She wore a form-fitting combat uniform that outlined breathtaking curves.
But no one dared to look for long.
Because her gaze.
Was too cold.
They were a pair of azure-blue eyes.
Very much like the millennia-old ice of this Arctic region.
She was Elena.
The sharpest blade under Odin's command.
The commander of the "Valkyrie" Corps.
"Com... Commander..."
Several subordinates who were looting supplies saw this woman and were so frightened they dropped the knives in their hands.
"We... we were relocating supplies..."
"We want to avenge the boss..."
"Avenge?"
Elena walked up to the man.
Those long legs clad in high military boots, each step seemed to stomp on everyone's heartbeat.
She didn't even glance at the supplies on the ground.
"Is this your way of avenging him?"
"By stealing from your own people."
"And then running away like rats?"
"N... no..."
The man still wanted to explain.
"Swish!"
A flash of silver light.
The man's head had already flown off.
Blood.
Spattered all over Elena's face.
But she didn't even blink.
She didn't even wipe it off.
That exquisitely beautiful face, stained with fresh blood, appeared exceptionally bewitching.
"Odin is dead."
Elena's voice wasn't loud.
But on this noisy dock, it clearly reached everyone's ears.
"He was my king."
"The king is dead."
"But the knights remain."
She turned around.
Looking at the several dozen expressionless female warriors behind her.
"Sisters."
"Are you afraid of death?"
"NO!!"
Several dozen voices merged together.
Even amidst the ruins of this apocalyptic world.
They carried a chilling, resolute determination.
"Good."
Elena drew the longsword at her waist.
The tip of the sword pointed south.
Pointing toward the direction of that still-burning "Sun."
"That Qin Yu guy."
"He's over there."
"He killed our king."
"Let's go get his head."
"And bring it back."
"To offer as a sacrifice."
...
On the President.
Qin Yu was lounging with his legs crossed, looking at the Plunder Value on his System Panel.
Fifty thousand points.
It had to be said.
Odin was one fat sheep, truly fat.
These fifty thousand points were enough for him to exchange for a top-tier Power System in the System Shop.
"Yu-ge."
Qi Chun's voice interrupted his thoughts.
"Something's not right up ahead."
"What's wrong?"
"Look at the Radar."
Qin Yu glanced at the Radar.
The small red dots that had been scattering and fleeing earlier.
Had suddenly disappeared by more than half.
And directly ahead.
A cluster of extremely concentrated signal sources appeared.
Not red.
But deep purple.
That was the "High-Threat Target" determined by the system.
"Interesting."
Qin Yu stood up.
And walked to the bow of the ship.
At that moment.
The thick fog had dispersed slightly.
At the end of the wide waterway.
A row of white warships.
Was quietly anchored there.
Not those shabby modified boats.
But uniformly ized Speedboats.
Streamlined hulls.
Silver-white paint.
Glistening under the sunlight.
And on the decks of those ships.
Stood many people.
Women.
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