There were countless Sequence Users, and different Sequence Users had completely different skills.
There was an old saying: in this vast world, anything was possible.
Now that saying could apply to Sequence Users as well.
Sequence skills came in every imaginable form.
She looked like a Weird and could even speak. Luo Fan had already explained that this was merely a sequence skill.
But the people of the Sacred Beetle Convoy still felt somewhat unnerved.
Now, however, seeing the Weird Bride bathed in the morning sunlight without suffering any harm finally made them believe Luo Fan completely.
If she really were a Weird, the sunlight would already have slain her. After all, sunlight was the absolute bane of Weirds, something practically everyone knew in the apocalypse.
Seeing that Luo Fan was injured, and having developed some camaraderie from fighting alongside him, the people of the Sacred Beetle Convoy felt a bond with him.
Thus, they had no intention of refusing to take him along.
The Sacred Beetle Convoy quickly left Lin City and headed into the distance. As the sun rose higher, everyone in the convoy grew increasingly relaxed.
After all, nighttime was the most terrifying, with its endless variety of special-type Weirds and their different abilities.
During the day, they could relax a little. Even if there was danger, it would come from tangible fierce beasts.
Fierce beasts had physical bodies, which made them much better than all those bizarrely shaped Weirds.
"Strange. Is nothing really going to happen? Did we get out safely?"
Sitting in a vehicle of the Sacred Beetle Convoy, Luo Fan watched the sun climb higher. The convoy had already traveled quite a distance from Lin City, leaving him deeply puzzled.
"Husband..." Sitting beside Luo Fan, the Weird Bride reached out and took his hand.