David stood amidst the ruins of the Ice Palace, his gaze heavy as he looked into the distance.
Although the shadow of the Ice Hell Lord had been defeated by him, the chill from hell had not dissipated.
The air still held an unsettling cold, as if something was quietly eroding this pure world.
"The power of Ice Hell... it's indeed not so easy to eliminate," David murmured softly, his brow furrowed.
He could feel the power of Ice Hell slowly but irresistibly seeping into every corner of the Ice World.
In the distance on the ice plains, the originally crystal clear ice crystals began to gradually become murky, black lines spreading like webs across the ice surface.
The creatures of the Ice World seemed to also sense the anomaly, letting out uneasy growls.
Some weaker ice elemental creatures even began to be corroded by the black aura, their bodies gradually twisting, their eyes flickering with a crimson glow.
