The moment Ethan saw the heart made up of ice, he knew right away that this heart belonged to the Progenitor of Ice, Baradiel.
The little girl, who was none other than Nicole, approached the Altar cautiously, afraid that a ghost might jump out of nowhere before she reached the altar.
Finally, she was in front of it, and she looked at the Ice Heart with wonder.
The heart was slowly rotating, like some kind of priceless jewel put on display for everyone to see.
After observing it for a few minutes, Nicole gulped down and reached out for it.
“Don’t touch it!” Ethan couldn’t help but shout. Despite knowing that this had already happened in the past, he couldn’t help but still warn the girl who would suffer a very pitiful fate in the future.
Nicole jumped up in fright, having heard Ethan’s shout.
Suddenly, she clasped her chest as she struggled to breath.
Ethan’s eyes widened in shock because Nicole looked like someone who was suffering from a heart attack.