After a comfortable sleep, Tang Zhen felt a hundred times more energetic.
Tang Zhen stood on the platform at the top of the tower and felt the cold wind that blew against his face. His brows were gently furrowed.
In the past few days, the temperature had begun to drop rapidly, which also proved that the disaster of the Cold Moon was coming.
From the records in those books, the ice Imps were extremely terrifying creatures. They were definitely the greatest enemy of Holy Dragon City!
A sense of urgency once again assaulted his heart, causing Tang Zhen to involuntarily descend into a busy state once again.
After packing up a little, Tang Zhen was sent back to his original world.
As he slowly walked out of the cave, he ran into Pargo, who was in charge of guarding the place.
"Your Excellency, Mr. Ivanov asked me to tell you that the weapons and equipment Exhibition in the US alliance is about to begin. Are you still going?"
