"Whew..."
Cold breath escaped Ye Qiyan's mouth.
He opened his eyes to a pure white ice field.
The ice field was vast.
As vast as the Wasteland through which the train traveled.
Beyond the distant horizon, there seemed to be nothing, yet also everything.
"The Bronze Race? Did those wild thoughts I had earlier actually come true? And this snow on the ground..."
Ye Qiyan frowned slightly, took the Calamity Card [Eternal Frost] from the Void Card Storage, and summoned White Bear as well.
In this freezing world, even his 850 stamina could not guarantee a normal body temperature.
The Astral Sacred Crest was already active, keeping out the low temperatures.
He mounted White Bear and had him transform into Road Hog to race across the Plains.
There was no destination, nor any presence.
He simply kept going in the direction he had been heading when he arrived.
Neither sun nor moon existed in this world's sky. Its only light source was, astonishingly, the faint glow emitted by the white snow covering the Plains itself.
Here, the night, the cold, and the wind were all at their extremes.
Ye Qiyan recalled the scene faced by the Glory King named Nafroluo when he first obtained Eternal Frost. Apart from the absence of ruined cities, the end that world had suffered seemed no different from this place.
Wind, snow, cold...
Just as Miatila had indicated.
This place.
Was being ended.
But... how long had this end been going on?
By the time of the Kingdom outside, this High Tower had existed for over a thousand years, and the ratio between the time flow rate here and outside had reached a terrifying ten thousand to one. Converted into Wasteland time...
That would be a hundred thousand to one.
A hundred thousand days spent