In the endless void and the vast snow-capped mountains, Trent opened his eyes and woke up. He saw this world. He got up and walked among the mountains. Every snowy mountain peak towered into the clouds. He couldn't see the top.
The cold wind blew across his cheeks. Trent did not know where he was. He only knew that he was conscious. He still remembered the scene before he fainted. He ran away regardless of everything, and at the last moment, he blocked in front of Kiley and got stabbed.
He did not regret it. He was willing to do this for the girl he liked.
"Is this hell?" Trent muttered to himself. He felt that he should be dead. This place was so cold that he was almost frozen. Even the Arctic Ocean couldn't be colder than here.
Trent walked forward aimlessly. He wanted to find a place with fire to warm himself up. Suddenly, he looked up. A ball of fire suddenly appeared in the gray sky. The peak of the snowy mountain was on fire.