The tightly closed train doors slowly opened, revealing a simple platform overgrown with weeds outside.
This was somewhere between the World of the Living and the underworld, seemingly a station that can only be reached by taking that train.
Gao Ming glanced out the window; he could sense the presence of the Nightmare Dragon Centipede, but his eyes couldn't see it — all sorts of "divine phenomena" vanished from his sight.
"The paper masks are the tickets? Only those carrying masks can find this place?" Gao Ming looked at the paper eyeball in his palm. The Endless Human World, the Shallow Dreams, and the Medium Dreams were all under Fate's domain; only parts of the underworld and Deep Dreams were not completely controlled by Fate. The forces behind this paper mask not only spanned multiple worlds but also constructed a vast network right under Fate's nose. Some "divine phenomena" seemed to become their helpers, like this strange train.
