The bus didn't hesitate at all, ramming straight ahead.
Those that tried to escape were also caught by the strange ropes and left dangling from the back of the bus.
It was simply too brutal, too savage.
But as he watched, a thrill involuntarily rose in his heart.
Ever since becoming a script actor—even after mastering the Dream Eye and becoming a veteran—he'd had to be cautious during missions, living an extremely stifled life.
When had he ever felt this liberated?
Soon, after the bus snagged a few disheveled and obviously inhuman monsters from the lakeside, it drove on for some distance.
The scenery and the rain on both sides began to disappear.
In their place, the surroundings on both sides and even the road behind them became a hazy, foggy environment.
Strange and grotesque images flickered faintly within the mist.
Now, only the road ahead was still clear.
