Why are you touching your lower abdomen? Is it that quick already?

"Save me..."

"Save me..."

"Save me..."

A series of faint cries for help from a woman filled everyone's ears.

On the web, for some reason, there appeared densely packed "female ghosts", lined up one after another, covering the entire wall—there must have been at least forty or fifty!

And on the only unblocked pathway, suddenly, there were variously shaped legs, all cut from female survivors.

"Damn, I underestimated their intelligence!" Raven's face was filled with a chilling intensity.

The more perilous the situation, the more it spurred her fighting spirit. At this moment, she was not only fearless but unusually calm.

"If they don't intend to let us live, then there's no use keeping these ammunitions!"

"Once we start fighting, let's unleash all our firepower!" Raven commanded.

"Yes!" A line of female soldiers, sharing a common hatred and ready to face death.