Seven people, six people, five people...
As more and more companions died tragically, fear overwhelmed Barrett like a tide.
When only he was left, under the empty and hopeless gaze of his deceased teammates, Barrett's legs gave way, and he knelt to the ground.
He neither had the courage to pull the trigger and fight back, nor the guts to end his life, so he could only kowtow ceaselessly to the monster, his voice trembling as he begged for mercy.
The monster paused for a moment, then extended a branch that slid into his body through his mouth and nose.
All these memories were tightly sealed in the depths of his consciousness until this moment.
He only remembered narrowly escaping back, unaware that he had long become a puppet of the monster.
So, I have already died?
So, I am no longer human?
As his gaze turned to Cheng Ye, who was continuously firing from outside the isolation chamber, his face bound in mid-air by vines suddenly twisted into a sinister smile.
