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They drove northwards for three days and gradually entered the depths of the 'Northern Wasteland'. Thankfully, they were not surrounded or blocked yet.

Compared with the slightly populated area in the center of the Furious Blood Wasteland, this place was much more desolate and desolate after the end of the world. Illuminated by the lackluster, thick, and colorful mist, the sand and stones attached to the melted tanks and tanks formed threatening statues; the collapsed underground fortresses formed pitch-black hollows; not to mention the sentry cannons, automatic gun turrets, magnetic storm coils, and prismatic towers that were still functioning after being swept by radiation and blast. Deadly traps were everywhere. The corpses of countless adventurers and the wreckage of vehicles silently told the horror of no man's land.