Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 410

Even in the distant future, could consciousness be transferred into silicon-based entities, allowing humans to transcend their 'flesh' and become something between machine and man, or even... coexist in a more terrifying state of shared consciousness?

"Hey!" With no time for further thought, I banged hard on the merry-go-round's metal railing, trying to catch the attention of those people.

"Spread out! Draw them away, take them down one by one," I yelled to Robin and Bran.

Bran sprinted in the opposite direction, leaving Robin behind.

Robin glanced at Bran with a mix of frustration and admiration for the younger man's energy.

In a flash, Bran clambered up the slide and then leapt down, tackling one of the chainsaw-wielding attackers from behind.

I rushed over, kicked the chainsaw away, and floored the guy with a solid kick, knocking him out cold.

"Tie him up," I decided. One down.

Behind me, Colin had another masked figure in a chokehold, his eyes gleaming with lethal intent.

"Don't kill," I frowned and shook my head at him.

These people might not be hired assassins.

They seemed... ethereal, as if they were haunted by fear.

terrible scream echoed as the two with broken legs were

stepped in front of Colin, realizing... subconsciously, I

like how Colin had

looked at me,

Colin, watch out!" Stella's voice came

see another chainsaw

I backed away, trying to figure out

I guessed, feeling the

ten minutes,

now, countdown

filled the air again, and as the countdown ended, the floor opened up

time, three masked figures fell

were mutilated by the trap, silent in

pulling

it was clear: the trapdoors were marked by dark-colored

own?" Dexter had

masked

over,

ran

"Something's off with

ripped off the mask of

all sewn shut, bloodied and

are also victims..." Colin's voice was hoarse. "These must be from the Gene-Forge