First Encounter Crisis in the Extreme Cold Land
The group pressed forward through brambles and thorns, steadily advancing toward the Extreme Cold Land. The closer they got to that mysterious and freezing region, the more drastically the temperature plummeted. The biting cold wind, like countless sharp blades, whipped mercilessly across everyone's cheeks, sending a stinging sensation coursing through their entire bodies like an electric shock. The surrounding scenery, as if touched by a magical and cruel spell of nature, gradually became layered in thick ice and snow. That once colorful world was now reduced to a stark expanse of silver, resembling a giant snowy graveyard that exuded a chilling, deathly silence.
When the group finally stepped into the Extreme Cold Land, the deep snow beneath their feet emitted a muffled crunching sound, like a heavy sigh from this ancient and frozen earth, recounting endless cold and solitude. Looking up, the dark clouds in the sky were as thick as ink, and the leaden gray clouds pressed down so low that it felt as if one only needed to reach out a hand to touch the oppressive canopy, creating a suffocating sense of impending doom. Occasionally, dragon-like bolts of lightning pierced the clouds with lightning speed, their blinding glare instantly illuminating the entire world. Yet that fleeting brilliance brought not a shred of warmth; instead, like the scythe of the Grim Reaper, it intensified the already bone-chilling atmosphere, as if an …
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