After crossing the Gobi Desert, a range of snow-capped mountains appeared ahead. Their peaks were covered in snow that never melted year-round, reflecting a dazzling white glare beneath the sunlight.
The temperature dropped noticeably as they approached the snow mountains, and a thin layer of frost formed over the surface of the Chaos Dragon's wings.
There were also traces of magical beasts roaming along the snowy ridges, but when the Chaos Dragon flew overhead, they reacted with far greater caution than the magical beasts on the plains.
Some creatures resembling "snowmen" lay flat in the snow, hoping to evade the Chaos Dragon's gaze by blending into the white landscape.
Only after the Chaos Dragon had completely flown past did the snowmen stand up again and swiftly leave the area.
The Chaos Dragon circled around the main peak and continued flying along the mountain ridge toward the distance. The mountains gradually leveled out before vanishing at the end of the horizon.
Beyond them lay a more distant coastline. There were traces of magical beasts active in the sea as well, and occasionally, enormous backs surfaced before sinking beneath the waves once more.
Though they were large, none had reached the Stigma level, so Lynn did not pay them much attention.
Those marine creatures could not set foot on land. Even if they were subdued or turned into undead creatures, they would be of little use.
After wandering around for so long, he had found nothing but all kinds of magical beasts. There were no humanoid natives or intelligent species possessing "civilization."
Lynn guessed that this was simply a world of magical beasts.
And among those magical beasts, the strongest was in the forest where he had landed earlier.
There was a unique aura within that forest.
It lay deep in the