As Lu Xin and the others passed through the illusory streets in Central City, the various teams had also arrived at the city center.
In the north of the city, a burly man in black combat gear had been the first team to reach the city center. By then, his clothes and those of his teammates were slightly torn, and their faces were streaked with dust.
He had forced his way through, directly crossing that stretch of illusory streets.
Although this method had indeed gotten him to the city center as quickly as possible, the price had been considerable.
In that illusory city where it was impossible to tell truth from falsehood, countless dangers had appeared without warning, attacking him and his teammates in all sorts of ways.
For example, a huge hole suddenly appearing in ground that had been perfectly intact.
For example, an old man strolling along the road suddenly taking a weapon from his vegetable basket and aiming it at him.
For example, a bullet suddenly flying out of an obviously empty area—a bullet that could not even be seen.
Yet throughout the journey, he had not suffered the slightest injury. Instead, his fists were already stained with plenty of blood.
"Abilities? Heh!"
"No matter how much you dress it up as something mysterious, it's still nothing but a joke."
He glanced back at the street littered with bizarre corpses and let out a cold laugh.
He did not even intend to rest, immediately turning his gaze toward the building ahead.
But just as he moved his feet, he suddenly froze and looked up.
Above this abandoned city, the red moon hung like a curved hook, but its blood-colored light was even more vivid.
Under the moonlight, a girl stood atop a ten-story building beside the street.