The Northern Province was much colder than the Central Continent. Four out of seven days in a week it snowed, and a strong, cold wind blew. The Valley of Death was even colder, so his Stamina dropped to very low as he pushed himself too much by travelling and battling.
The Valley of Death Quest required the participant to not only fight against strong monsters, but against difficult weather too. It was hard to endure even in a normal, healthy condition, but since he had this cold, his situation became much worse.
The cold had worsened as he progressed, and now he couldn’t even move anymore.
His forehead and back were already wet with sweat. He couldn’t even control his shivering body properly.
‘I’m going to die like this again.’
Weed wanted to cry out.
It’s not like he was fighting deadly monsters, yet he was about to die from a mere cold!
Normally, he would at least have been able to recover life with Alveron’s holy magic. If he recovered life, there would be a greater chance of getting rid of the cold.
But even that was impossible now.