——No good!
It might look fine for a long time, but I can't wait!
Shen Ye sighed, barely managed to get up from the ground, used the knife as a support, and slowly walked to the side.
The illusion on his body started to move as well.
It appeared as if a monster was crawling to the other side of the street with extremely slow movements.
Shen Ye quickened his pace.
About a dozen seconds.
He looked back and saw that the monster was still stationary, only that its head had turned.
——It's still watching me!
What should I do?
Shen Ye's gaze moved around.
The street was overgrown with wild grass.
The ground rose abruptly, like a slanted slope, densely covered with skewed buildings, half collapsed, half barely standing.
No one else in sight.
This is a dead city.
Shen Ye walked a few more steps and then couldn't go any further.
At this moment, a minute was nearly up.
He was panting heavily and found a house by the roadside, he barged through the half-open door and rushed in.