It felt like suddenly jumping from a warm shelter into a freezing river below zero degrees.
A howling gale came head-on, mixed with flying snowflakes.
The wind on her face stung painfully.
Looking out, there was a vast expanse of whiteness all around, with even the clouds floating beneath their feet.
Only then did she realize, Binglan was actually on a mountain peak tens of thousands of meters high.
Binglan gently jumped onto Serafis's back, reaching out to stroke its scales.
Then she said, "Serafis, let's go."
The next moment, this Giant Dragon spread its massive wings and charged forward in an instant.
As an Eighth Rank Giant Dragon, its Move Speed had already reached a terrifying level.
In just over ten seconds, it had rushed out seven or eight kilometers.
Beside Serafis, there was also a shivering Griffin.
The Griffin seemed somewhat afraid of the Giant Dragon, not daring to come near, following at a distance of one or two kilometers.
"Roar..."
