The outline of the ice peak gradually became clear in the wind and snow, and its towering figure stood quietly on this frozen land like a silent guardian. Carl and Mark passed the last ice hill and came to the foot of the ice peak. The wind and snow here seemed to be more violent, but the two were full of hope, because they knew that the captain was waiting for them at the top of this ice peak.
Carl led the way, and they climbed up along a stone staircase half covered by wind and snow. The stone steps were covered with a thick layer of ice, and every step required extra caution. Mark's physical strength was close to the limit, but there was an inexplicable force in his heart supporting him, that was the desire for the truth and the exploration of the unknown.
They finally reached the top of the ice peak, and an ancient stone building appeared in front of them. The style of the building was simple and mysterious, as if it was as old as this ice field. Carl pushed open the heavy stone door, and a warm current rushed towards him, making Mark feel comfortable.
"Captain, we are back." Carl's voice echoed in the empty hall.
A figure walked out of the shadows. He was wearing a dark robe and a strange mask on his face, revealing only a pair of deep eyes. "Welcome back, Carl." His voice was low and powerful. "This is Mark Westwood, right?" Mark nodded, his eyes moving back and forth between the captain and Carl, his heart full of doubts. "Captain, how do you know me?" The captain walked up to Mark, took off his mask, revealing an old and wise face. "Mark, don't you know? I am your savior and your mortal enemy." Mark felt uneasy in his heart. He took a step back and looked at the captain warily. "What do you mean?" The captain smiled slightly, and there was a hint of playfulness in his eyes. "Carl, tell him the truth." Carl walked to Mark, with a hint of apology in his eyes. "Mark, in fact, I am not a real human, I am an artificial person. I was created to guide you here." "Guide me here? Why?" Mark's heart was full of shock and confusion. The captain took over the topic, and there was a hint of mystery in his voice. "Because you are the only one who can unlock the secret of the frozen hell. And we are the descendants of ancient humans, and we guard the secrets of this world."
Mark's heart surged with a strong curiosity, and he felt that he was involved in a huge conspiracy. "What secret? What is hidden in this world?"
The captain walked to the center of the hall, where there was a huge ice sculpture. The shape of the ice sculpture was like a huge eye, staring at the sky. "This ice sculpture is the legacy left by our ancestors. It hides the power to control the ice beast."
Mark approached the ice sculpture and found that there were complex patterns on the surface of the ice sculpture. These patterns seemed to tell an ancient story. "Control the ice beast? What power is that?"
The captain reached out and gently touched the ice sculpture. The surface of the ice sculpture suddenly began to glow, and a ray of light shot out from the ice sculpture, illuminating the entire hall. "This is the wisdom of ancient humans and the legacy they left us. Only you, Mark, can inherit this power."
Mark's heart surged with an inexplicable power, and he felt that his body was full of power, as if he could control everything. He reached out and touched the ice sculpture, and a powerful energy instantly poured into his body.
"Now, you have inherited this power." The captain's voice sounded in Mark's ears, "You will become the new guardian and protect the secrets of this world."
Mark's heart was full of responsibility, and he knew that his mission had just begun. He looked up at the captain with a firm light in his eyes. "I will, I will protect the secrets of this world."
The captain nodded, and his figure gradually disappeared in the light.