Blades and swords were already drawn at Distant Sky Base. Everyone was preparing, and they could feel the grave tension before a great battle.
"When is this beast tide coming?"
"Who knows? It'll definitely come. Otherwise, the order wouldn't still be in effect—they're even strengthening the defenses. Look, all those martial artists have come out!"
"I'm afraid it won't be simple. Look at all the ammunition being constantly transported to the walls."
The soldiers on the walls, weapons in hand as they entered their firing positions, spoke in low voices. Their faces were grave; they all felt as though the wind and rain were about to come, filling the entire tower.
At that moment, a snowflake drifted lazily down from the sky. It landed on the silver body of his gun, swiftly melting and forming an exquisite pattern.
"Is it snowing?"
The soldier raised his head and looked up, only to see snowflakes fluttering down from the sky.
"That's strange. How could it snow in this season?"
The soldier looked astonished. The others also found it strange and raised their heads to look at the falling snow.
"It's so cold. It feels like it's getting cold!"
The soldiers touched their faces and felt the chill. The three or four snowflakes in the sky grew increasingly numerous, and before long they blanketed the air. The snow was not fake.
A layer of snow swiftly settled over people's bodies and heads, the city walls, and the ground.
Bzzz! Bzzz! Bzzz!
At that moment, vibrations came from the sky. The sound grew clearer and closer, leaving everyone puzzled.
"Quick, look! What's that?"
A soldier suddenly pointed ahead. In truth, he did not need to point; everyone else had already seen it. In the distance, what seemed like an ice-blue cloud stretching across a