Club Members in the Nightmare

"Shut up, shut up, shut up..."

Amid Number Two's repetitive bombardment, Lu Xin was almost furious enough to have the veins bulging on his forehead.

While desperately shutting Number Two's incessant rambling out of his ears, he swiftly picked up Xia Chong. Relying on Sister's abilities, his body became agile and nimble as he leaped through this bizarre, unpredictable world with all his might.

He looked like a fly that had accidentally wandered into a meat grinder.

Countless grotesque things beyond his comprehension surged toward him.

A blood-red river shot into the sky and rushed toward his face. Just as he was about to land, a strange human face suddenly appeared, its sharp teeth snapping at his leg. During one of his leaps, countless sharp needles suddenly appeared in the air.

As Lu Xin fled, he felt as if he had been stabbed all over, his flesh reduced to a bloody mess.

More terrifyingly, he refused to abandon Xia Chong and did everything he could to carry her while dodging the attacks.

But after leaping for a long time, he finally let out a faint sigh of relief. When he looked down, however, his entire body suddenly went cold.

Because in his hand, he was holding only an arm.

The torn flesh at the severed edge was hideous. Xia Chong's entire body seemed to have been ripped apart by the endless transformations.

His heart thudded. Lu Xin felt his eyes grow wet.

Had Xia Chong died just like that?

A feeling of unwillingness and fury suddenly rose in his heart. He abruptly looked up at this shattered world.

At the highest reaches of this world, within the gaps left by the broken realm, countless towering shadows looked down at him. Those shadows were all blurry and gloomy because human mental