It was snowing at the section where Thunder Mountain Range was connected to the Frostsword City. In fact, the snow was as big as goose feathers. A long, long distance away at the heart of a canyon stood an icy castle with a sword statue in front of it that was several hundred meters tall. It formed a line together with the rest of the buildings. That was the legendary Frostsword City, a city that a king called the Frost King founded single-handedly a long time ago. Today, it was one of Russia’s main cities. The underground water of Frostsword City was absolutely frigid, and its weather was the complete opposite of what one might expect from a normal season. It snowed for 9 months and hailed for 3 months throughout the year.

The god awful weather was awful, but it also hardened the players of Frostsword City to an abnormal degree. It was why Elephant City had never tried to invade Frostsword City despite being neighbors with it.

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Rustle rustle…

The Ancient Divine Dragon left deep claw marks on the snow as it traveled toward our destination on foot. Murong Mingyue sneezed behind me before pulling her clothes tighter around...