Swish swish swish!
The black heavy train breaks through the thick snow, issuing a resounding tremor amidst the snowstorm.
Above the dome, the raging Extreme Cold Vortex obscures the sky, casting the world into premature darkness, with nothing but the whistling white blizzard all around.
"The marker is about to exceed level 4!"
"Prepare to fire!"
Screech eeer ahhhh!!!
The Snow Demons within the snow layer are like school-crossing egrets, stirring up boiling snow dust.
Thump thump thump.
The sound of collisions between the train and the tracks becomes deafening.
Lin Xian stands in carriage No. 2, looking at the various parts outside the car through the Sentinel System, with a steely expression.
"Lin Xian!" Chen Sixuan's voice comes through the communicator: "There are many monsters at the pass ahead."
