Pan Ruiyi fell heavily to the ground, and the flow of blood slowed down.

The cold made her feel heartbroken, as if she was carrying tens of thousands of tons of weight, and the icy influence beyond the laws of matter penetrated her armor and inflicted severe torture on her body.

She lay down in the snow, her proud steel wings could not vibrate, and it was very difficult for her to even breathe.

"Pan Ruiyi! How's it going?" Eledy's voice sounded from inside the armor, "The Near Island is ready for air strikes."

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