When the old sorcerer of the Crowley family was anxious about the fate of the old mansion, and a small group within the Great Wizard Council held an emergency meeting, many big figures inside and outside the Alliance opened their eyes in surprise.
The legendary young sorcerer who destroyed the ancient castle and casually killed a great wizard had already left that desolate field, and was walking leisurely across a vast ice field.
The huge black cat lagged half a step behind him, attaching itself to his side; the yellow cat lazily lay on his shoulder, as if draping him in a thick, furry scarf.
At the end of the boundless ice field lay an abyss.
At the bottom of the abyss flowed a black river.
In the river rested a giant dragon with a greenish-black body — for many years, this dragon was the sole inhabitant of the river. However, a few days ago, a white bear approached the riverside.
