FRRRUUUUSH
FRUUUUUHSHHH
It was the sound of snow whooshing around the place, spreading forth a deathly horrifying chill that would have gravely injured an uncovered ordinary mortal blowing through the bridge area.
Through the white snow, a figure, seemingly having become a part of it, could be seen walking on the cold bridge, his calm astral blue eyes looking into the distance.
Judging from his expression, he seemed to be bothered not by the snow at all, yet his eyes furrowed to some extent, something that could have only been due to worried thinking, and more revealing there was something definitely wrong about him.
The figure was none other than Zeras, and truly his mind was currently unsettled.
While he might have received the aim of his hope here in the area, there was still a problem. He didn't have any source that told him the artifacts which he was looking for, the earring, was in the place, the so-called tower of God.
