Although still somewhat skeptical that he can resolve this True God Skull.

Lotarion still decided to let Rogel give it a try.

After all, if conditions allow, He certainly wouldn’t want to die suppressing this skull.

"Thank you."

Rogel nodded in acknowledgment, then stepped forward.

Lotarion didn’t say much, directly mobilizing his power, the surrounding ice autonomously moved, creating a path before Rogel.

Rogel naturally had already prepared a save point.

He walked into the passage without hesitation.

Meanwhile, Uvie Muzhe and Elder Samipa naturally remained in place, as they weren’t as powerful as Rogel.

As Rogel advanced.

The surrounding aura began to gradually change.

Rogel could distinctly sense an aura not belonging to Lotarion slowly manifesting.

This aura wasn’t aggressive, yet carried an intense oppressive force.

At this moment, he felt like an ant in front of an elephant’s corpse, able to clearly sense the terror of that aura.

However, dead is ultimately dead, and that mysterious summoning is just a call.

Otherwise, Lotarion wouldn’t be able to suppress it for so long.

After continuing forward for a long time.

Rogel finally followed the icy stairway to the bottom.

Within the dark blue icy wall ahead, a shade of dull white appeared.

[Unknown True God’s Skull]

[Type: Material/Special Item]

[Quality: Red]

[Special Effect①: Autonomously emits oppressive aura of True God Tier.]

[Special Effect②: Surrounding Extreme Cold Power, and thin bloodline from the bone marrow will seep out.]

[Special Effect③: Can serve as a vessel for high-tier intelligence.]

[Explanation: The remnant skull of a deceased True God, He seemingly hails from the terrifying Abyssal Sea Era, yet still possesses formidable power. Perhaps there are other remnants besides this one?]

Even though already dead, the impression left for later generations is still an unrivaled mighty force...

Feeling the surrounding oppression, Rogel couldn’t help but secretly sigh.

This constantly emanating True God’s oppressive aura can never be faked.

This caused his power to become obscure and stagnant, even walking became difficult, as if moving through a sticky quagmire.

In such a situation, an ordinary demigod evidently struggles to employ some effective means.

"Even its emanated aura isn’t something an ordinary demigod can resist."

"If it weren’t for similar power, I might even struggle to stop its movement."

At this time, Lotarion’s voice echoed, both highlighting the skull’s might and hinting that Rogel’s methods might not work.

However...

If it were an ordinary person, there might truly be no way.

But with Rogel...

"Lotarion, let me try touching it."

Rogel said solemnly.

Lotarion heard this, remained silent for a moment, then solemnly said, "Rogel, this is extremely dangerous!"

"The aura it emanates is instinctual; the outer oppression is incomparable to the pressure close to it!"

Lotarion sternly warned Rogel of the inherent danger.

"Let me try, it’s enough."

Rogel’s expression remained calm, only saying this.

After another brief silence, Lotarion sighed and ceased to obstruct.

Under his power’s effect, the ice before Rogel again melted away, paving a direct path to the True God Skull’s forefront.

Rogel slowly walked in.

Without Lotarion’s power blocking, the True God Skull’s aura instantly surged towards Rogel, like a flood released from a sluice gate.

The intangible oppressive force made every inch of his skin feel immobilized as if entrapped by indestructible steel.

Nonetheless, Rogel persisted forward.

His clothes and equipment began to tear.

Black tides and Power of Destruction entwined on his skin, resisting and offsetting the oppressive aura.

His power rapidly depleted.

One step, then another.

Bang!

Crash!

Rogel’s skin cracked, his body began to collapse under the terrifying True God pressure, angel blood splattering, fractured bones and spurs exposed.

However, Rogel’s expression remained unchanged.

Lotarion maintained silence.

Rogel seemingly really had a way to suppress this True God Skull.

Crash...

At this moment, Rogel’s body was bleeding profusely, his limbs twisted to varying degrees, nearly unrecognizable as a person.

His movements relied entirely on the power of Destruction and the Black Tide Power.

This scene made Lotarion extremely anxious.

Where did Uvie Muzhe meet such a fierce person? This is just brutal!

Taking on the pressure of a True God, injured to this extent, without making a sound, not even a blink of an eye!

But what He didn’t know was.

Rogel indeed did not blink because he was holding his phone, staring intently at the screen.

"Slow down, slow down, just one more step..."

"Touched it!"

At the moment of touching the True God’s skull.

Rogel immediately chose to store it in his game inventory.

However, perhaps due to the special nature of the True God’s skull, the game unusually displayed a prompt.

[Due to the extreme uniqueness of this item, it requires nine inventory slots. Please reserve adequate inventory space.]

So this means it can be stored?

If it can be stored, there’s no problem!

Seeing this situation, Rogel without hesitation cleared a bunch of useless items from the inventory and placed them in the Black Tide Space.

Even though occupying nine inventory slots is quite a lot, which significantly reduced his storage space, this deal is obviously profitable, only a fool wouldn’t do it.

With a thought, he directly placed the True God’s skull into the inventory.

[You obtained: Unknown True God’s Skull ×1]

[You have placed "Unknown True God’s Skull" into the inventory. This item will occupy nine inventory slots and cannot be stacked.]

Impressive.

Rogel marveled in his heart.

The power of the inventory exceeded his expectations; it could even accommodate such special items.

However, just as Rogel was marveling in his heart.

At this time, the Samipa Icefield was already in an uproar.

Mere moments after Rogel stored the True God’s skull.

Lotarion suddenly felt a shock in his heart, followed by an anxious voice saying: "Rogel, leave quickly!"

Rumble——

Without the support of the True God’s skull.

The entire Samipa Icefield instantly collapsed like a spine being removed, unable to sustain itself.

The sound of massive ice cracking rang out, and the solid ice under Rogel’s view began to rapidly crack.

However, Rogel had anticipated this.

After returning to his body, he quickly used the Power of Faith to infuse himself, repairing his bones.

Then, he disregarded other injuries on his body and said in a deep voice to Lotarion: "Take everyone, we’re leaving here."

The Samipa Icefield was on the brink of destruction!

Rogel was well aware.

Without the suppression of the True God’s skull’s aura, he quickly reached the side of Uvie Muzhe and Elder Samipa.

"You all go, I’ll stay here..."

Elder Samipa sighed despondently, acknowledging the grave mistake he had forged with his own hands and about to witness the obliteration of the Samipa Icefield.

Rogel didn’t hesitate, swiftly taking Uvie Muzhe along. Next, he reached the Divine Hall gate, took the son of Oduan, and arrived above the Samipa Icefield.

Rumble——

The top of Samipa collapsed.

Countless chunks of ice fell and demolished the houses of the Samipa below.

The Two-headed Giants, filled with fear, fled in a panic.

The surviving Samipa, watching this scene, were stunned for a moment, then burst into hysterical laughter.

"Cursed giant scums! Your reckoning has come!"

Below the Divine Hall, Elder Samipa looked up at the walls of ice riddled with cracks around him, closing his eyes in anguish.

"I...am a sinner..."

Boom——

The top of Samipa shattered completely, accompanied by a dragon’s roar. Lotarion’s enormous body flew out from below the Divine Hall, arriving beside Rogel.

Crunch crunch——

The destruction of the Samipa Icefield continued.

Centered at the top of Samipa, the entire Giant Island began to shatter like a broken glass plate.

The cracks widened into ravines, linking to the deep sea below, letting in frigid seawater.

In the end——

The entire Samipa Icefield Giant Island crumbled, becoming scattered fragments of floating ice.

Like the shattered Samipa Icefield Giant Island, the Samipa Race was thus obliterated.

Without the True God Skull, even if another icefield arose, no new Samipa would be born.

Perhaps due to the greed of the Two-headed Giants, or perhaps because of Elder Samipa’s foolishness.

But for the Samipa people, it was just an utter tragedy.

Just like many tribes throughout history, at this moment, they sank into the deep sea, leaving only an iceberg tip above water, waiting for explorers to come...