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Chapter 527 - 253: Reaching the Coastline!

Through the high-powered military binoculars, the massive body of the Ark of Hope could be seen clearly as it slowly approached the shore, lowering its gangway.

A dense throng of figures began to pour out like a swarm of ants.

Fang Qingyu stood at the observation post, his melted-golden vertical pupils coldly scanning through the binoculars, like the most precise scanner, slowly sweeping through the crowd disembarking the ship.

Time passed second by second.

The flow of people gradually thinned out.

It was very quiet inside the fortress, with only the low hum of the heating pipes.

Chu Kuanglan fidgeted a bit impatiently as he stretched his wrists.

Lu Jiuyuan held his sword, resting with his eyes closed, but his ears moved slightly.

Wei Banmeng was holding a tactical tablet, showing real-time surveillance footage of several main exits of the dock.

Jiang Wei sat on the ammo box beside him.

Her short legs dangled in the air as she quietly sucked on a lollipop, her red pupils reflecting the snowy world outside the observation port.

Suddenly...

Fang Qingyu’s grip on the binoculars slightly paused.

His gaze tightly locked onto exit number three of the dock, where four figures were walking out with the crowd.

"They’re here."

Fang Qingyu’s voice was low and calm, instantly slicing through the silence inside the fortress.

Everyone immediately stood up, exiting the fortress.

And just as they stepped out of the sentry post.

The Eternal Night Territory unfurled silently under Fang Qingyu’s feet.

The inky black darkness swallowed the five figures, completely isolating them from the storm-swept icy peaks.

The howling cold winds, the snowflakes dancing in the sky, and the biting chill vanished in an instant.

Replaced by absolute silence and profound darkness.

Only the sound of their hearts beating and their breathing was clearly audible.

The power of the Realm Patrol was no longer a secret.

The last epic battle within the Black Pine Ridge Force Field, with its enveloping darkness, and the enormous vortex in the sky...

Had long been witnessed by Wei Banmeng and the others.

Now deployed once again at the base of the Arctic ice mountains far from civilization, they shared a tacit understanding, with no hint of surprise.

"Let’s go."

Fang Qingyu’s voice echoed in the darkness, calm and clear.

The five figures moved like they were part of the night itself, silently heading towards the dock.

Their speed was swift, yet they left no trace, like ghosts.

Soon, they arrived at a sheltered shadow of a huge ice rock on the outskirts of the dock.

The view here was expansive, providing a clear sight of the dock’s only exit path.

The snowfall seemed to have lessened somewhat.

Before long.

With the low roar of engines and the "creaking" sound of treads crushing the ice layer.

Several bright beams pierced through the dock exit’s dimness.

Three military off-road vehicles, equipped with anti-slip tracks and thick armor plates, lined up like steel beasts in the snow, slowly emerged.

Their headlights cast long beams of light through the snowstorm.

"They’re out." Lu Jiuyuan’s voice sounded in the darkness.

"Follow them."

Fang Qingyu spoke concisely.

The Eternal Night Territory, like a moving shadow bubble, enveloped the five of them as they swiftly moved across the uneven ice.

Their target was the convoy that was driving away.

The massive crystal barrier of Glazed Light City loomed faintly in the distant snowstorm, like a slumbering giant.

But it was clear this convoy was not heading in that direction.

Fang Qingyu and the others were all Tier Two Grandmasters, with powerful bodies and incredible speed.

In this ice-cold, snow-encrusted, and complex icy mountain terrain, their walking speed wasn’t much slower than the cautious pace of the armored off-road vehicles.

Indeed, because they were more agile, they could take shortcuts and walk in straight lines, making the journey easier.

Wei Banmeng’s cool eyes pierced through the darkness.

She fixed her gaze on the light trails of the distant convoy.

Her brows slightly furrowed, her voice carrying a hint of gravitas and puzzlement:

"Something’s not right... their direction is deviating from Glazed Light City."