Level 1 to Infinity: My Bloodline Is the Ultimate Cheat - Chapter 93

Chapter 93: Winter’s End

Lyla’s arm trembled slightly as she held her bowstring taut. Then, to everyone’s surprise, the massive ice arrow began to shrink.

Before their eyes, it condensed into a normal-sized arrow, its entire shaft glowing with a pale blue light. A cold aura swirled around Lyla, forming a spiraling current of frost.

Slowly, she started to rise.

The force of the icy wind pushed everyone back to the edge of the statue’s head.

Ethan watched in awe as Lyla hovered midair, her entire figure radiating pure, crystalline brilliance. She looked like an ice goddess, surrounded by an endless chill.

For a moment, Ethan was completely entranced. She’s… beautiful.

“Damn, First Lady, what kind of skill is this? This is insane!” Skyblade shouted, barely managing to pack away his bed before it was blown off the statue.

No one answered him.

They were all too stunned to speak.

Then, Lyla’s voice rang out, chilling and commanding.

“Forbidden: Winter’s End.”

Her usual clear, bell-like voice now carried an icy sharpness, freezing them to the core. As she spoke the final syllable, she released the bowstring.

Whoosh!

A streak of white tore through the air as the ice arrow shot forward, leaving a trail of frost in its wake.

Then—ding.

The arrow landed at the very center of the plaza, disappearing into the dark metal ground. That tiny sound was enough to catch the attention of every dwarf nearby.

They all turned toward the spot in confusion.

Crack… crack…

A strange noise echoed from beneath the ground.

From their vantage point, the team could see it clearly, starting from the arrow’s impact point, a wave of frost spread outward at terrifying speed. In the blink of an eye, over six hundred meters of the ground was consumed by an icy wasteland.

Even the statue they stood on wasn’t spared, more than half of it was now encased in shimmering frost. For a moment, Ethan considered calling for an emergency teleport.

But thankfully, the freezing wave stopped just short of seventy meters high.

Realizing they were safe, the group exhaled in relief and turned their attention back to the battlefield.

The once dark, metallic plaza was now an ocean of ice, stretching out in every direction. Every single half-mechanical dwarf within the frozen zone had been turned into a perfect crystal sculpture, their last moments forever preserved.

Then Lyla, still floating midair, spoke again.

“Shatter.”

Her voice was the trigger.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Below, the battlefield erupted as frozen dwarves shattered into thousands of glittering fragments.

Ding!

[You have slain a Clockwork Dwarf Warrior. Overlevel kill bonus: 3000%. Gained 8,004 EXP (Party Bonus: +87 EXP, Overlevel Kill Bonus: +2,610 EXP, Unique Ability Bonus: +5,394 EXP).]

Ding!

[You have slain a Clockwork Dwarf Construct. Overlevel kill bonus: 3000%. Gained 8,004 EXP (Party Bonus: +87 EXP, Overlevel Kill Bonus: +2,610 EXP, Unique Ability Bonus: +5,394 EXP).]

Ding!

The barrage of notifications made Ethan’s head spin.

Ding! Congratulations! You have reached Level 26!

Ding! Congratulations! You have reached Level 27!

One after another, golden light flashed across their bodies as they leveled up repeatedly.

It wasn’t until a full ten seconds had passed that the team finally snapped out of their shock.

Ethan checked his status. He was now Level 31.

“I—I’m at 80% of Level 28!” Skyblade stammered.

“Same here,” Meatball said.

Slashblade and SeraphWarrior checked their status, like the others, their experience bars were nearly identical.

“I just hit Level 28, 15% in,” Lyla added.

She had been five levels behind before, but now, in a single moment, she had caught up. Although her experience was slightly lower, her level was now on par with the rest.

“This… did we really just wipe them all out?” Meatball muttered in disbelief.

Ethan turned to Lyla. “Moonveam, how much damage did that skill do?”

“No damage numbers showed up,” she replied.

Ethan let out a breath. “I underestimated it.”

The others understood what he meant, he had underestimated Winter’s End.

The once monster-infested plaza was now eerily empty, except for a few stragglers on the outskirts that had been outside the spell’s range.

Ethan’s eyes swept over the entire ground. The ground was littered with loot, and among them, he spotted several pieces gleaming with golden light. Silver-tier items were everywhere, and bronze ones were practically carpeting the floor.

“Slashblade, give everyone Levitation. We’re going down,” Ethan ordered.

Without hesitation, he leaped off the statue, heading straight for the golden-glowing items.

These were Gold-Tiered pieces. Even if they required Level 30 or higher, they would only increase in value over time.

The entire field was clear of corpses, every enemy had been shattered into dust. When the frost finally faded, their remains had disappeared along with it, leaving only loot behind.

“Only grab Gold and Silver-Tiered items,” Ethan called out as he saw Skyblade stuffing everything into his bag. “We won’t have enough space otherwise.”

Then, something at the far edge of the battlefield caught his eye—a faint gleam of Dark Gold. Ethan darted toward it, waiting for a patrolling monster to move away before scooping it up and rushing back.

Opening his inventory, he found a Dark Gold-Tiered Quest Scroll.

His heart skipped a beat.

Quest Scrolls were already rare, but Dark Gold ones? Those were practically extinct. He didn’t have time to examine it now, though. There was still too much loot to gather.

While Slashblade and the others focused on collecting gear, Ethan kept searching for hidden valuables.

It paid off, he found two Engineering Blueprints. Without checking their details, he stashed them away, intending to hand them over to NoPaperOnTheBigOne later.

He also discovered a strange, multicolored stone, radiating a soft, shifting glow.

Based on its colors, it had to be at least Artifact-Tier, but oddly, it had no name or description.

There was no time to investigate. He bagged everything and kept moving.

Before the next Drill Emergence event triggered, they needed to clear out, otherwise, another swarm of Clockwork Dwarves would surface.

It might not be as overwhelming as before, but it was still too dangerous to face alone.

“Boss, I’m out of space!” Skyblade called out.

“Then we’re leaving,” Ethan ordered.

“But there’s still so much left,” Slashblade groaned, visibly pained.

Ethan was about to respond when a low, mechanical hum filled the air.

From beneath the ground, several large drills began rising.

“Move! Now!” Ethan shouted.