By the time evening came, the surroundings of Leo Ray and his party, who had been traveling through wind and dust, were filled with frozen soil piled high with snow and mud.
Like the roar of a dragon, the northern wind howled, and the snowflakes appeared and disappeared.
Under the setting sun, the perennial permafrost was covered with a layer of orange-red color, reflecting specks of orange glow. Although the vegetation was sparse, it had a unique charm.
"Is this the Northern Territory of Coldflame Kingdom? It's truly different from the lush green Eastern Region."
While racing against the wind and lightning, Leo Ray couldn't help but sigh at the desolate twilight around him.
