Cold winds howled on the silent icy plain. It seemed that the snowstorm here was becoming increasingly violent because of the arrival of Roy, a frost demon lord.
In such extreme cold, even demons did not dare to go out casually, and they could only hide in Frostfire City, the only relatively warm area.
But recently, only a few scattered demons occasionally appeared in Frostfire City, and the lively scenes of the past had disappeared.
Not only were most of the demons gone, but even Roy, the lord of Frostfire City, was not in the city…
In the demon palace where Roy's statue was, Fat Tiger was lying on the ground with his three heads resting on his forelimbs. His snores echoed rhythmically in the hall, and his enormous body guarded here like a small mountain.
