Chapter 51
Escape
The [Lightfall Scroll] is a ranged spell that not only blasts the Snow Ape to death, but the aftershocks of the explosion also wipe out a large number of nearby monsters, leaving only a few monsters on the scene.
In addition, several apprentices who were nearby were also caught in the huge impact and were thrown away.
George had already stopped casting [Spiral Wind Cone]. He glared at Dolan and took the lead, rushing towards the cave exit, stopping occasionally to deal with the monsters that surrounded him.
Matthew stopped casting the scroll spell at this moment. With a wave of his hand, he put the [Firebird Scroll] back into his spatial bracelet. At the same time, he casually blasted away a monster that pounced on him and rushed out of the cave.
With George leading the way, the pressure on him during the evacuation was greatly reduced, but he kept a close eye on Dolan's actions and always maintained a safe distance.
The remaining monsters also sensed this terrifying disturbance and abandoned their attack, rushing towards the cave exit.
"Rumble—", the earth trembled more and more, the stone roof and stone walls began to collapse, and countless huge rocks were thrown out.
"Bang!!!" A thick stone pillar snapped and toppled, crushing and killing a guard apprentice running ahead of Matthew, blocking his path.
Instead of dodging, Matthew lowered his body and quickened his pace, using the momentum of his forward charge to smash the stone pillar blocking his way with a single punch.
The flying debris landed on Gates, but no one cared anymore. Whether they were monsters or apprentices, they all had only one thought in mind.
"Run! Run!!!"
After a whole night of fighting, the sky began to brighten, and dim light shone into the cave.
Matthew can already see that the exit is ahead.
Suddenly, a loud bang came from the top of the rock at the exit, and a huge rock wall crashed down.
Suddenly, the light outside the cave disappeared, and the giant rock wall sealed off the entire entrance.
Meanwhile, the cave behind Matthew was collapsing at an accelerated pace, sweeping in with overwhelming force, and was about to engulf him.
"It's over!" Gates thought, looking at the blocked exit ahead and then at the collapsed cave behind him.
He stood frozen in place, despair on his face, muttering to himself, "Am I going to die here again?"
However, Matthew did not stop. He sprinted while channeling his magic power, and the spell model instantly solidified.
suddenly!
"Bang!!!" A giant hand formed of flames suddenly stretched out and squeezed the huge stone wall blocking his way, creating five huge cracks.
The dim light and flowing air reappeared, bringing hope for survival.
Gates stood there, stunned, staring in disbelief at the cracks in the rock face. "It's... solved just like that?"
He stared blankly at Matthew ahead, his eyes suddenly filled with admiration and gratitude, and followed without hesitation.
As they approached the exit, the light gradually brightened, and Matthew was able to see the outside environment.
He quickened his pace and dashed out of the cave, with Gates close behind.
"Boom!!!" Just as the two escaped from the cave, the cave collapsed completely, producing a deafening roar.
By this time, George and Dolan had already run out, with several monster corpses at their feet.
Dolan casually killed the last escaped monster and looked at Matthew with some surprise. He had thought that the rock wall had sealed the cave entrance and no one would have survived, but Matthew had actually escaped.
But before they could even speak, they heard Gates's trembling voice scream, "Run! Run! It's an avalanche!"
Although they escaped the cave, the violent collapse triggered a catastrophic chain reaction.
The entire snow-capped mountain trembled, and the snow that had covered its peaks year-round began to loosen.
The snow, which had been accumulating for countless millennia, now surged towards them like a white tsunami, carrying with it broken ice and rocks.
Before Matthew could even catch his breath after escaping the cave, he saw the overwhelming "white waves" and the terrifying roar of the snow-capped peaks squeezing the glaciers. His survival instinct kicked in, and he began to run again with all his might.
However, the avalanche was far more ferocious than the people could escape.
In the blink of an eye, a raging wave of snow swept in like a tidal wave, engulfing everything in its path.
……
Inside a cave deep in the snowfield.
Mold was standing in front of a smooth, flat rock, surrounded by flickering candlelight that cast his shadow on the rock face.
On the large rock lay a yellowed parchment with twisted lines depicting a strange, writhing eye that sent chills down one's spine just by looking at it.
At this moment, he was completely focused, holding a quill pen and writing complex and intertwined rune spells on a draft.
A moment later, as he wrote the last incantation, Mold stopped what he was doing, his fingertips trembling slightly.
He stared intently at the draft paper, his brows furrowed. "No, the spell model's loop cannot form a closed loop..."
Mold suddenly flew into a rage, grabbed a quill pen, and slammed a huge cross onto the paper.
"It still doesn't work... Why, why?"
"I clearly followed the formula in the book to completely transform the runes into runes of the modern wizarding system..."
"Why can't I integrate it into my witchcraft?"
Mold put down his quill, raised his hand to his chin, and fell into deep thought. "Could there be a problem with the transformation?"
He paced back and forth in the cave, but still couldn't come up with a solution after a long time.
He could only shake his head and sigh helplessly, "It seems I need to find an opportunity to go back to the family and reread those books."
Mold glanced at the hourglass placed on the large rock, then looked at the parchment with longing. "I only intended to do some research while it was snowing, but I didn't expect so much time to have passed. This rune is truly fascinating."
Mold went out to search for the ruins of the false god, but encountered the Spirit Crystal Snow along the way, and all the other apprentices "withered" in the snow.
Only he, with his strong physique, managed to find this place.
He could have found traces of the false god by coming here, but unfortunately, apart from some scenes of intelligent beings from the Winter Realm offering sacrifices to the false god carved on the stone walls inside the cave, he found nothing.
"It's time to go back to the temporary camp." Mold's gaze slowly swept over the mottled murals on the wall as he sighed, but suddenly a sinister smile appeared on his lips.
"That kid should have arrived by now."
At this moment, he was absolutely confident that as long as Matthew returned to the Winter Realm, he would be like a fish on a chopping board, and he would have countless ways to control him.
The thought that the wretched boy who had repeatedly interrupted his plans was about to fall into his grasp filled Mold with a sense of exhilaration.
"Matthew, let's see how you escape this time. I hope you won't be begging for mercy on your knees!"