On the way back, Russell could clearly feel the Ice Age receding and the warm season arriving.
The snow that had once reached his thighs on the snowfield had quietly melted away, leaving only a layer that barely covered his calves.
Of course, the true foundation of the snowfield was the Ice Cap that had remained unmelted since ancient times. Whether during the Ice Age or the warm season, this layer of ice had never melted. Only warm Volcanic Oases, a few Warm Enclaves, Cold Spring Points, and snow forests could melt the Ice Cap.
"Harpe, let me see your magic." Along the way, Russell could not wait to learn the secrets of the Phantom Beast Pseudo-Dragon Descendant.
"Croak." Harpy Dragon Harpe gave a calm call.
To be honest, that "croak" was just as comical as Unicorn Polly's "Ang Chi." Neither suited their beautiful appearances. Of course, Polly and Harpe did not like calling out most of the time.
Just as Russell's mind wandered for a moment,
Harpe had already begun casting her magic. With a powerful flap of her wings, countless gusts of wind surged up from beneath them, like a hurricane even fiercer than a tornado.
The snow on the ground was struck directly by the hurricane. In an instant, all the frozen snow was swept away, exposing the Ice Cap beneath. Yet the hurricane continued until even the Ice Cap was torn apart, revealing soil that had not seen sunlight for tens of millions of years.
Only then did Harpe calmly still her wings and glide lightly through the air.
"Squeak?"
Red-eyed Rat King Jerry stared at the enormous crater blasted out by the hurricane, his little red eyes nearly popping out. When he looked up at Harpe again, deep fear flickered in them. This power was