Kapitel 633: He’s Looking for Death

North, Black Forest

Crunch, crunch, crunch. It was the sound of walking in the snow. A Dark Elf was rushing over the snow in the forest.

He ran northward. The further he ran, the sparser the trees and thicker the snow. When he passed a hill, a boundless icy plain appeared. In the distance, there was a fortress made of bones. It was the Skeletal Fort of the Army of Destruction.

The Dark Elf kept sprinting and quickly arrived at the door.

"Report your identity!" Two Nagas crossed their weapons and blocked the Dark Elf.

"I am Pheron, commander of the Death Hand. I have important information for Her Highness!" The Dark Elf showed his emblem and was allowed to pass.

Pheron kept running and soon arrived at the main hall. Here, he slowed down and fixed his clothes. Taking a deep breath, he entered the hall.