The figure of the Magic Beast Wolf King was hidden in the snowstorm!
The snowstorm became bigger and bigger. The snowstorm was as big as goose feathers, and the sky and earth became a white flower.
The Magic Beast Wolf King directly merged into this world of ice and snow. It smelled the scent of its prey in the air and kept moving forward.
"Hu..."
On the top of the Wailing Abyss.
Hades opened his eyes and looked at the flying snow in the sky. He looked at the black sky and let out a heavy sigh.
Fifteen days had passed. For half a month, Hades had been standing guard on the top of the Wailing Abyss, guarding the ice bridge at every step.
Looking at the bottom of the abyss, Hades could not help but cry out.
Fifteen days ago, if he remembered correctly, his father, Joelson, had climbed down from that place.
He did not know if the climb was going well?
Would he be in danger...