Unlike the time when he journeyed the western demon lands, where he was constantly challenged. This time around there were no challengers, in fact, the other demons seem to be avoiding him like he was a plague. Some of them bowed their heads as he passed by, while others don't look him in the eye and start sweating.
Kretos didn't bother with these people. If they don't have the will to fight, then they were worthless in his eyes. Death was not frightening, it is when one loses the courage to fight is what frightens him.
Once Kretos reached the Northern demon Lands, the first thing he saw were mountains. The mountains were covered with a rug of trees, green, yellow, scarlet, and orange, but their bare tops were scarfed and beribboned with snow. From carved rocky outcrops, waterfalls flowing down the edges.
The next chapters after this will be on privilege. The regular chapter releases will come a bit later since the extra chapters I will be posting on privilege will be 10 chapters.
Once again thank you everyone for your support on this novel of mine.