Wenren Sheng then had Big Cat possess that little crow.
All the other crows were genuinely insane. Only it was pretending, even speaking according to their way of thinking so the other crows would not notice.
No wonder it had ignored the lake water earlier and gone to the trouble of finding bottled water.
It did not dare drink the lake water contaminated by the flock of crows.
After quite some time, the crows seemed to have rested enough. They found another small river in the woods and used its surface to fly out of the mirror again, landing atop the clock tower.
Below the clock tower, everything was still peaceful.
After coming out, the crows seemed to lose their ability to speak human language, reverting to ordinary bird calls.
No one knew what terrifying truth lay hidden beyond those two mirrors.
If those Old Men resting beneath the clock tower could enter the mirrors at will, he truly worried they might be frightened to death on the spot.
After a while, the flock began flying toward the third mirror—the metal mirror on the west side.
Wenren Sheng suddenly realized that the places represented by the four mirrors followed a pattern, and so did the crows' flights.
The mirror on the East Side was their dining hall, while the mirror on the south side was their nest.
What would the mirror on the west side be? Wenren Sheng soon found out.
"Get lost, you damned crows!"
"Bang! Bang! Boom!"
Gunshots rang out in bursts.
On the endless grasslands, which looked very much like Miken territory, three jeeps were fleeing frantically.
Each jeep carried two men and two women.
The men were tough and muscular, typical burly Miken men. The women were hot and alluring, clearly dressed in nightclub