Building My Empire in the Frozen Apocalypse (Riley Carter) novel Chapter 680

er 680 Pull of the Crystal

The arrow left the bow at arragonizingly slow pace.

It dragged on for a split second, then suddenly snapped back to full speed.

Riley lifted her axe and blocked the shot.

The arrow slammed into the blade, sending a sharp numbing jolt up her arm.

“Don’t touch any of them!”

She shouted the warning, then grabbed TartKing and swerved around a shield–wielding frozen survivor.

PineappleBeer drifted straight through the crowd instead.

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Her body was completely intangible in this state. Floating weapons, halted flames, half–activated skills–none of them could stop her.

Only Riley and TartKing were forced to take the long way around.

They drew closer and closer to the center of the frozen battlefield.

Riley could now make out every detail on the other PineappleBeer’s face.

Blood stained the corner of her mouth. Her right shoulder armor was split open, revealing a silvery–gray scar underneath. Her dagger was buried in a survivor’s throat, yet her gaze was locked somewhere else.

Not on her enemies.

On the crystal in her own palm.

The crystal pendant pulsed like it was alive, throbbing steadily in her grip.

Every heartbeat sent a ring of ripples spreading through the space.

Those ripples froze every person, skill, stone fragment, and drop of blood caught in their radius.

Riley stared hard at the crystal. The gray rune token burned like red–hot iron against her skin.

She bit down the pain and kept chasing.

‘PineappleBeer!”

She called again, her voice far sharper and heavier than before.

PineappleBeer’s floating figure froze mid–drift.

Focus slowly returned to her eyes.

First she saw the starry void, then the frozen battlefield, then the version of herself standing in the center.

A moment later, like she’d finally heard their voices, she turned her head with great effort.

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She spotted Riley

Then TartKing.

The three of them locked eyes, less than ten yards apart.

PineappleBeer’s lips moved faintly.

This time, Riley heard her clearly.

“Riley… Tart…”

TartKing’s eyes instantly welled with tears.

“You’re back! Come back to us right now!”

PineappleBeer tried to turn around.

Her shoulder shifted backward for half a second.

But the crystal in the center flared brightly all of a sudden.

Countless shadows in the void stretched out their hands at the exact same time.

They weren’t strangers.

They were all her–endless versions of PineappleBeer.

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Every shadow reflected in the mirrors, broken shields, flames, and dark rifts surged forward faster, all rushing toward the center. They wove through the frozen crowd and halted abilities from every direction, pulled home by a single core.

PineappleBeer’s body slid forward again.

Riley sprinted after her without hesitation.

TartKing followed close behind, her Prayer Step only lasting a few final seconds. Ignoring the massive mental drain, she layered a full Silent Bell Blessing over both Riley and herself.

Riley leaped forward and reached out her hand.

This time, she caught the very tips of PineappleBeer’s fingers.

It was barely a touch.

PineappleBeer tried to grip her hand in return.

Her form was far too unstable. Her fingers phased through Riley’s palm several times before solidifying again.

TartKing dove in from the other side and grabbed her free hand tight.

“Pine, don’t let go!”

Pain flickered across PineappleBeer’s eyes.

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Her body kept drifting toward the center.

Riley and TartKing were both dragged along with her.

The stone platform beneath their feet began warping.

Every step they took made the whole scene glitch and shift.

On the first step, the stone table remained shattered.

On the second, the table was whole again, blurry figures sitting around it, and someone seemed to be looking down from the

throne.

On the third, the tables and chairs broke apart once more, survivors charging into battle with skills bursting everywhere.

On the fourth, the platform stood completely empty, only the central crystal floating in the void.

On the fifth, every single scene overlapped and crashed together at once.

TartKing’s face turned pale, but she refused to loosen her grip on PineappleBeer.

“Riley, the whole place is changing!”

Riley saw it too.

Time was speeding back up.

The closer they got to the center, the more it felt like they were charging straight into a battle restarting in real time. The frozen figures began moving faintly–eyes shifting, fingers twitching, floating skill orbs inching forward again.

The greatest danger was the suspended attacks hanging all around them.

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