I traverse along the pathway of darkness and imagination… Entering the realm born by human imaginations… Challenging Harry Potter’s magic, commanding the great Pirates of the Caribbean Terminating the Terminator’s strength, tearing apart the Matrix’s Hallucination Virus is my slave Endurance my inheritance Growing and hunting in the boundless universe Breaking through boundaries in a mysterious space Desiring evil, conspiracy and betrayer. Who can redeem what was already lost In a battle of demons who can leave an immortal legacy A declining Trump card, Ultimate evolution! I’m… on a journey! We are one!
Sheyan's eyes narrowed when he saw the bus on the sidewalk and the innocent civilians screaming miserably under its wheels. The non-stop gunshots from the bus proved that the one who had the intention of taking lives was not just the bus driver; the passengers on the bus obviously shared the same mindset.
Mogensha easily judged the opponents' numbers from the amount of muzzle flames. This was a necessary skill for survival that he had already acquired at the age of five.
"Including the driver, there are six of those bastards, but we can't rule out the possibility of more remaining hidden in order to launch a surprise attack."
Sheyan stared at the corpses and blood on the street. These Terminators were very skilled in shooting. Although the bus was constantly moving, they were able to find either the head or the heart every time they pulled the trigger. They left almost no survivors.
Zi came over and stood beside him. Her face hardened when she saw the scene in front of her.