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.

two with broken legs were discovered by a

front of Colin, realizing... subconsciously, I didn't want him

how Colin had

at

Stella's voice came

to see another chainsaw attacker bearing down

trying to figure out how to take them down one by

starting again," I guessed, feeling the

ten minutes,

careful now, countdown begins 10, 9,

again, and as the

three masked

were mutilated by the trap,

pulling him back

two occurrences, it was clear: the trapdoors were marked by

own?"

another masked

over,

ran

"Something's off with

reached out and ripped off the mask of one, gasping at

sewn

hoarse. "These must

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