"Where is this?" Nora asked hesitantly.
"The Gate of the Abyss." replied the red-haired Otto.
The demigods, along with the girls with the Azure Sword, teleported from Palermo to the northeast, spanning more than 3,600 kilometers, and arrived at the distant Hyperborean polar ice field.
There were some scattered orc cavalry cruising in the distance, and the demigods killed a few of them easily. The rest immediately fled far away.
At this moment, everyone was in an open-air industrial site from an old era. It looked like a huge mine with an abandoned drilling tower above it and piles of melted and scrapped old drill bits all around.
"How are we going to get down?" Medea crossed her arms and asked in confusion, "Should we just jump down?"
"That's right." Malkina and the Succubus Queen grabbed her shoulders on the left and right, and then jumped forward.
I don’t know how much time passed.
Medea slowly woke up from her coma and saw Nora treating her.
"Where is this?" Medea sat up and only remembered that she seemed to be pushed into a mine by her mother and sister.
"This is a transit station." Nora replied.
Medea sighed softly, still feeling a little dizzy, and saw Malkina and the Succubus Queen approaching.
"Cameriga, your physical fitness is not good enough!"
"As a succubus, you are so timid. You will be bullied by men in the future."
"Shut up!" Medea interrupted their taunting like crazy, "It's because you suddenly pushed me down!"
She stood up angrily, straightened her clothes and hair, and then looked around.
This seemed to be an abandoned... subway station? However, apart from the demigod seniors and the girls, there were no other passengers, nor any subway station staff.
There was a dim light overhead, flickering as if it was about to break down. In the distance, there was a low sound of wind in the tunnel, like the devil's mumbling and whispering. People were scattered around, sitting or standing, as if they were waiting for something.
"What shall we do next?" asked Medea.
"Wait for the train." Nora replied.
Apparently, the demigods had communicated with everyone during the time she was unconscious.
"Train?" Medea was puzzled.
"The train to the abyss," said Nora.
In the distance, the sound of a train running over the rails could be heard, gradually becoming louder. Half a minute later, an old green train came out of the tunnel and slowly slowed down and stopped in front of the station entrance.
"Uh." Medea looked at the rusty iron shell of the train and didn't dare to get on it at all - she felt that it would naturally disintegrate if it went another 500 meters.
However, Sidlifa supported her arm from the side:
"You are still very weak. Let me support you." Sidlifa smiled brightly and without saying anything, she supported Medea and walked onto the train.
"Thank you!" Medea struggled to get free and was almost crying with anger.
The rest of the people followed him into the carriage. As expected, the carriage was empty, many of the leather seats on both sides were broken, the window glass was full of spider-web-like cracks, and some places seemed to have fragments of posters that had not been torn off completely.