Shura Field Player
Chapter 847

March-shi and His Little Companions

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In Eternal Night, one could not see their hand before their face.

Because of the widespread gravitational collapse in the Core Area, the ground split apart, and stones of all sizes flew backward into the sky.

With the two layered together, one disaster had barely passed before another arose.

Within this pure darkness lurked an unknown number of bizarre creatures. Snakes silently slithered among the shattered rocks in the dark, Faceless Infants clung to people's backs and wept softly, spiders formed from cascading black hair wove their nests, and brides in Red Wedding Dresses used hands covered in corpse spots to pull you into the bridal chamber...

The Hundred Ghosts Night Parade had begun, and demons danced in Utter Chaos.

—Darkness was the carnival of these Anomalies.

Yet within this thick, ink-like pure darkness, a bus sped forward.

With the land collapsing and rising everywhere, there was not even a proper road in the Core Zone for a bus to travel on. Yet wherever the bus went, floating stones sank of their own accord, paving a broad road before it. Once the bus had passed, those spontaneously formed roads broke apart once more.

The whole scene looked like a ghost bus silently traveling through Eternal Night.

Like the Eternal Night outside, the bus appeared pitch-black from the outside. Inside, however, it was brightly lit and bustling.

"Haha, thanks for this. Otherwise, we wouldn't have known what to do."

At the front of the bus, a muscular man nearly two meters tall, with two broad battle-axes strapped to his waist, laughed as he reached out and patted the shoulder of a Young Man seated beside him.

"You're too kind. You're all quite strong. I'm the one benefiting from your help."

Just before the Strong man's hand landed on his shoulder, the

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