Chapter 63: Grinding In Extreme
The moment Ryuzen stepped into the Arctic Den on Extreme Mode, as if the usual temperature seemed to drop even further. But this it was 10°C minus than Hard difficulty.
But because of his natural affinity toward cold, and Manus form’s integrated frost shell skill activated, he barely felt a thing.
He looked around cautiously.
The frosted walls shimmered with an unnatural glow, and the very air felt heavier, infused with mana that pulsed like a living thing.
The Arctic Den howled as if sensing a worthy challenger had entered its cursed halls.
CRUNCH... CRUNCH...
Ryuzen’s boots sank into the thick snow with each step. A freezing mist swirled around him, stinging at his skin. The sky overhead was gone, replaced by a dome of jagged ice and twisted frost-trees that cracked with ancient groans.
His breath was steady, eyes narrowed as he scanned the white terrain.
Suddenly—
SKREEEEE!!!
A chorus of shrill cries pierced the air.
From the veil of falling snow emerged dozens of bestial forms with sharp fangs, claws of ice, and eyes glowing like pale lanterns in the dark. Frostfang Wolves. Snowshard Panthers. Crystalis Rhinos. And more. All of them above level 10.