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.

the two with broken legs were discovered

stepped in front of Colin, realizing... subconsciously, I didn't want him to witness the

like how Colin had shielded

looked at

Colin, watch out!" Stella's voice came

turned just in time to see another chainsaw attacker bearing down

figure out how to

guessed,

minutes,

having fun, careful now, countdown begins 10, 9,

air again, and as the countdown

time, three masked figures fell

mutilated by the trap, silent

pulling

was clear: the trapdoors were marked by

their own?" Dexter

another masked

over,

ran

"Something's off with

off the mask of

mouths... all sewn

victims..." Colin's voice was hoarse. "These must be from

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