Based on his experiences over the past few days, Vega finally understood what he was doing.
He walked slowly through the snowfield, like an ascetic undergoing a long and arduous journey.
However, whenever he entered any barbarian tribe, he would only do one thing.
That is it.
Eliminate them!
Wherever they went, the angry screams of the barbarians echoed across the snowfield.
From desperate pleas to unending rage, they died with pent-up resentment.
Victor, however, paid no attention to the feelings of these barbarians.
Even if he killed many of them, Viktor wouldn't blink an eye.
Viktor's fame seemed to have spread throughout the snowy plains.
A killing machine is wreaking havoc in the far north.
So much so that when Viktor passed through many villages, those tribes were completely deserted.
Some tribes migrated to other places without even taking the food they depended on for survival.
The barbarian village that Victor just left was the first tribe he encountered today that still had barbarians.
Perhaps it was because they were intercepted by Viktor before they received the message.
In short, the barbarians have become aware of the existence of the rumored humans.
They even carry weapons when eating raw meat.
Victor silently continued his journey through the heavy snow.
The fierce wind and snow seemed poised to swallow Viktor, this frail man, whole.
He continued forward, as the wind and snow gradually began to rage, making it difficult to discern directions.
I don't know how much time passed, or which mountain peak we reached.
Viktor slowed his pace.
A ray of sunlight suddenly pierced through the wind and snow and appeared in his eyes.
The snow and wind ahead thinned out, as if the world had been divided into two separate worlds.
Victor walked up to a cliff.
"arrive."
He stood there, gazing at the vast, empty space before him, and said calmly.
Ahead lay an endless, surging icy ocean, utterly ethereal.
The azure ocean blends seamlessly with the icy blue mountains, creating a sense of tranquility and peace.
Tiny ice crystals dot the snowfield, appearing incredibly mysterious under the ethereal green aurora.
The light was reflected by the crystals, forming a magnificent picture.
"This is the far north ice field."
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