The locking disk on the giant wall slowly turned. Even without a Survivor to calibrate it, the disk still had a certain chance of calibrating itself, but that chance was even lower than winning the jackpot in the lottery.
A hundred meters away, beneath a low wall, Mo Lei, Moon Apostle, and Lilim lay there. The three of them were in a high-level stealth state. As Survivors, they could see one another—this was the Survivor side's advantage.
Mo Lei's eyes glimmered with tears. She felt she was reaching her limit. If she had known this would happen, she never would have drunk so much Spring of Life water.
Compared to Mo Lei, Moon Apostle beside her was much calmer. She was adjusting the rhythm of her breathing.
Lilim, to their right, looked puzzled. She couldn't figure out what had suddenly happened to her two allies. One had turned blue in the face, while the other was regulating her breathing?
Her confusion didn't last long. When Lilim met Moon Apostle's gaze, she understood.
"I'm done for. I'm going to explode."
Mo Lei spoke in a very low voice, so low that only Moon Apostle and Lilim could hear her. Nightmare bodies didn't possess the powerful hearing, eyesight, and perception of their true bodies.
"Hold on. For the sake of friendship, hold on."
Moon Apostle also spoke softly, clenching her neat little white teeth.
"Friendship is important, but I can't hold it anymore."
"You brought this on yourself. Who told you to come up with that terrible idea and drink the Spring of Life water?"
"You drank it too."
"This is all your fault."
Moon Apostle's eyes also glistened with tears. Her emotions consisted of one part fear, two parts nervousness, and seven parts shame.
"It isn't my fault. It's yours."
"Yours,