Night had fallen, and the darkness only turned the crimson fog into a pitch black, with the train's searchlight shining into the sky, revealing columns of blood-red light.
The terrifying giant eye hanging in the sky resembled an otherworldly planet, menacingly gazing down at the earth, bringing a chilling aura. The release of such super dark energy could be felt as if the air itself was corroding the skin.
An unprecedented sense of oppression weighed heavily on the hearts of all survivors. Within each caravan team, there were instances where people would undergo transformations due to mental collapses at any moment. Their comrades were forced to endure the pain and reluctance to turn their guns on former companions. Any hesitation might trigger a cascade reaction like an avalanche, causing dozens or even hundreds of deaths.
