Whoosh!
Winter arrived silently, and light snow fell from the sky.
Eli stood in the Mage Tower of the Grassi Lands and looked out the window. The Grassi Lands were still lush with greenery. In the distance, Hill waved her branches, and countless birds surrounded her. Below the ground, Hydra was sleeping heartlessly. However, as time passed, he also advanced to the Radiant Moon rank last month. Further away was Nikola, who was sitting cross-legged. Thanks to the battle with the Eight-Armed Naga, his strength had soared again.
It had been a month since he had accidentally entered the outer layer of the warlock World. During this month, it was winter in this world.
Of course, this was nothing to him. After all, he had already lived through more than 2,000 winters!
"Time really flies!" Eli pursed his lips.
" Brother Eli, the statue you ordered to be built has been completed! " Suddenly, a voice came from behind.