Hearing Lu Qingyu's voice, the entire spacecraft suddenly deployed its drag chutes. All engines shut down, while the reverse thrusters simultaneously blasted out scorching white gas.
The Giant Rock Battleship, plummeting like a meteor, abruptly halted in midair before plunging headlong into the endless snow below with a howl.
Boom!
A towering wave of snow erupted hundreds of meters into the air.
Even with the buffering shield filtering the impact inside the battleship, Lu Qingyu was still violently flung back. She cried out and was pressed tightly against her seat.
Intense jolts surged up from beneath her feet.
Only when a hiss of pressurized airflow sounded beside her ears did the trembling finally cease.
"No-Fly Zone?"
Mu Fan stepped out of the buffering shield.
"Never try to approach Snow Mountain with any kind of machinery. Once inside the mountain, all electronic equipment will completely fail." Lu Qingyu still looked shaken as she spoke. "The battleship can't start, and mechs become useless scrap!"
Mu Fan frowned, his eyes narrowing...
Wasn't that the defining trait of Ancient Ruins?
"So that's what you meant when you said not to use mechs?"
"Mm..." Lu Qingyu nodded uneasily. "I really didn't expect us to emerge from the barrier so close to Snow Mountain. There wasn't even any room to slow down."
Mu Fan listened quietly, then nodded and casually beckoned.
A robot emerged carrying a thick winter combat suit. It was entirely black and looked exceptionally cold and intimidating.
Naturally... it was not a product of Shadow Island.
Black, who believed only in metal, had never considered building a textile factory in the precious space on Shadow Island.
"I don't need one. The Snow Clan is naturally unafraid of the cold." Seeing the robot approach her, Lu Qingyu quickly refused.
"Then let's go."
Lu Qingyu