Chapter 33: Monster Legion
After crossing the highest peak of the mountain range,
The Immortal Demon King grumbled as she finally reached the North Pole.
Even for her, this journey wasn’t easy.
“Grimudo! What in the world are you doing in this frozen hell!”
Standing in front of his castle, Harmael shouted as if howling.
Her howl was slightly similar to the White Dragon roar, her distant ancestor. This nostalgic sound reached Grimudo’s ears.
Dark clouds covered the sky, erasing the midnight sun and the aurora,
And only a deep, dark, eternal night descended.
Amidst that darkness, a figure of profound black deeper than the darkness itself revealed its form.
The one who always had formidable magic power enveloping his body, making even his face impossible to discern.
Yes,