I Have a City in a Different World

The temperature dropped suddenly, the sky became gray, and mist rose from the woods and vegetation.

There are also traces of black threads, like blood vessels and meridians, constantly dancing in the air.

It was such a weird sight that it made people’s scalp numb just looking at it.

The robbers blocking the road all around also noticed the changes in their surroundings, and they became frightened.

They simply don't understand what happened and why such a change occurred?

The leader in charge of command also changed his expression at this moment, and he became more and more convinced of one thing.

There must be a transcendent being hidden among the prey of this bus, otherwise this situation would not happen.

The worse the situation is, the less you can panic, otherwise the situation will be more dangerous.

"Don't panic, get together immediately, no one is allowed to act rashly!"

The leader shouted loudly, trying to calm people's minds.

But if you look casually, you will find various traces under those corpses.

Those active emotions eventually become the delicacies of the dream beasts.

Everything the gangster saw was actually constructed from the dream world, somewhere between reality and illusion.

The gangster who faced the threat of death was in a normal and active mood at the moment, and his mind was filled with various thoughts such as fear and despair.

After a while, everything returned to normal.

The minibus roared and continued to retreat, heading towards the last city.

These dead accomplices were now covered in scars and were being dragged back by chains by a group of monsters.

Soon the back of his eyes turned white and he became completely conscious.

Blood splattered everywhere, the fishy smell wafted freely, and organs were scattered everywhere.

Before the report came, a small group of officers and soldiers appeared far away in the valley and found hundreds of corpses of weak thieves.

The controller in front of the weak thief was shocked by the horrific scene, and he didn't even regret his original behavior.

Outside that gloomy world, the broken image of the bus was glowing, and it was so beautiful that it was indescribable.

Our feet were off the ground, as heavy as paper figures, with numb expressions on our faces.

But in the real world, our bodies are completely unscathed, and it seems that we have not suffered any trauma.

There are also sharp corners and bone spurs on the head, joints and other parts, and you can tell that they are sharp and normal at a glance.

The pores under the bone spurs and the fishy smell indicate that the bone spurs secrete toxins.

The monster only kills the gangsters and devours them as food. The bloody and cruel scenes are frightening.

The first few gangsters were pierced through the abdomen by branches and were waiting for death.

Once stabbed in the body, the consequences are disastrous.

Just when the leader was furious and wanted to kill people to establish his power, strange screams suddenly came from the mist.

The sound of gold and iron hitting each other also came one after another, each sound hitting the nerves.

After some time, a group of travelers passed by and saw corpses all over the ground.

Seeing the cold light flashing from the blade, the gangsters felt fear in their hearts. Even holding a musket outside their hands could not provide us with enough courage.

Before the incident was reported, it caused a huge sensation. People outside the city had different opinions and guessed what happened?

When monsters can be killed, our fears are slightly lessened, and there may even be a surge of excitement.

What happened next shocked us even more.

Several gangsters tried to struggle, but found that their bodies instantly became stiff, and they couldn't even lift a trace of strength.

At that moment, we finally suddenly realized that no wonder the accomplice's expression was so strange. It turned out to be facial distortion caused by happiness.

He was drinking and eating meat, laughing as he watched the battle recede.

Unexpectedly, these monsters are as bad as killing and are always coming down one after another.

From under the minibus, several people came up one after another and picked up the weapons that had fallen from the ground.

We gathered together to break through the siege of monsters and find a way to escape.

In the blink of an eye, corpses were everywhere, and the defensive formation was completely broken up.

When the struggle is fruitful, the sleeper can only be driven away and dragged back into the dream world by the icy iron chains.

The tendons that looked like blood vessels dissipated together with the still unclear fog, and the clear sky reappeared behind the eyes.

But outside the grass on the roadside and in the woods where there was no one, the corpses of the gangsters were now lying there.

But after a while, our vision was restored again, but it didn't turn into a blank state.

Amid the wails and roars of the gangsters, the sharp scimitar came down, and the sound of chopping muscles and bones was heard.

In this operation, the gangsters wanted to intercept the passenger car, but no one has yet paid attention to it.

After a while, the battle came to an abrupt end.

The sound was like the roar of an animal, but it had a certain rhythm, as if talking and communicating.

Those monsters were covered in strange armor and held sharp scimitars in their hands.

The figures that came out of the mist were all monsters with ferocious faces. Although their bodies were similar to those of aborigines, their bodies were covered with hard hairs and scales.

The attack launched by the gangsters angered the ferocious monsters, and they immediately raised their scimitars.

At the very last moment of our lives, we saw a strange scene. The originally shabby bus suddenly became brighter.

The gangsters' expressions changed drastically, and the bad premonition became more intense, and they tightly grasped the swords and guns in their hands.

Just in the last second, like a group of crazy beasts, they were charging toward the gangsters.

Looking at the screaming gangsters, does anyone feel pity for us?

The gangsters who were eliminated really died, and their souls were sucked into the dream world.

Not a few bullets were fired at the monster, causing roars one after another.

Such a strange situation will inevitably cause emotional panic, which cannot be comforted by just a few words.

In the eyes of the passengers under the car, those sophisticated weapons are no different from fire sticks.

The gangsters' heavy bodies were unable to withstand the light chains. Faced with the huge pressure wrapped around them, they all showed happy and numb expressions.

However, the short confrontation distance was only enough for the weak thieves to fire two or eight rounds of bullets, and the monster rushed behind them in the blink of an eye.

When several gangsters were shocked, a chain flew over and wrapped around our necks.

When the leader gave the order, no gangsters shot, and bullets were fired at these monsters.

Indescribable cold heat spreads throughout the body instantly, making people go crazy with pleasure.

When they saw those figures clearly, the gangsters became more and more frightened.

When we meet on the battlefield, if we want to die, we have to kill the enemy.

Upon seeing this, the other gangsters opened fire one after another and quickly found shelter.

My own life is hard to protect, so how can I not be in the mood to pay attention to others?

Little did the gangsters know that in our eyes the shabby bus with only one person empty was actually full of passengers.

The monsters we encounter are actually the phantoms of sleepers, and cannot change into various forms according to thoughts.

The sparse gunshots were like falling hailstones, and the monster that rushed down fell to the ground, obviously being fatally hit by bullets.

But in the blink of an eye, groups of figures walked out of the fog and surrounded the group of gangsters.

In the dream world, we were cut into pieces by sharp blades, and our death looked extremely miserable.

When a group of gangsters saw this, they were naturally angry.

At that moment, the gangsters had no fighting spirit and wanted to escape from the battlefield.

Shots were fired to issue warnings in an attempt to calm people's minds, but to no avail.

For fear of being retaliated against, like those gangsters, they all died en masse inexplicably.

Some gangsters became more and more frightened when they thought of the tragic scene when a body was cut open by a sharp scimitar.

The gangsters really tried their best at that moment to avoid being killed and devoured.

Watching such a battle is actually a kind of entertainment for practitioners.

To do something like killing people and selling goods, you must be prepared not to lose your life. If you offend the offending being, you will not deserve to be killed.

The body is as heavy as mist, weighing less than eight dollars, and seems to be dissipated when the strong wind blows.

"Let's go!"

He fiddled with it a few times, showing a look of disdain.

Some of the warheads were shot under the armor, causing friction and splashing out dazzling sparks.