A Kill in Ten Steps, No Trace Left for a Thousand Miles
The biting wind howled.
Unlike Huaixu's Northern Mystical Sacrifice Continent, which was growing warmer now that the cold calamity had ended, the Tianyuan world had always leaned toward a damp, freezing chill. Tonight, a freezing gale swept through the gaps between the high-rises in the dead of night. The cold condensed into frost, and thick white plumes of steam hissed from the vents of the armored guards' suits. Under the beams of the flying skiffs, the mist hung like solid walls, completely sealing off all directions.
Chapter 655