The King of Decay had planned everything for a long time, and the God of Light had thwarted all his efforts!
No matter what happened today, the King of Decay decided that the God of Light would fall. His furious voice shook the divine kingdom.
When the God of Light heard that, he thought about that despicable hero who had imprisoned his clone.
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Ice Empire, Frostwolf Territory.
Tristana stood in the snow-covered courtyard, staring at the blue sky in a daze.
A girl of about fifteen years of age stood beside Tristana. She was wearing a thick cotton coat made of white bear fur. Her head was also covered by a white fluffy hat, revealing her small face.
The girl held ice cream wrapped in some leaves. She scooped out a spoonful from time to time, put it in her mouth, and shivered.
"Lilia, you're not allowed to eat that anymore. This is food from the swamps, and it's not suitable for the Ice Empire. You'll catch a cold!" said Tristana.
