Those Years When I Became a Big Shot on the Horror Bus

The four words - shut-in, fair-skinned, short, and weak - perfectly describe Mo Shuwan.

Until one day, she boarded the mysterious dimensional bus and gained a group of变态 teammates...

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Chapter 352 Trapped in Danger

Wang Jiajia and the others were even more regretful, saying, "Now that it has hatched, let's hurry up and set off. I'm afraid that if we delay any longer, the situation will really become irreversible."

Mo Shuwan nodded. After relaxing, she couldn't help but think of a question: it was understandable that the giants didn't come to find her, but why didn't the other extraterrestrial invaders come either? These past few hours had been far too peaceful for them.

The battlefield, which originally had at least tens of thousands of soldiers, now has only more than 20,000 left. The giants' slaughter of the Alliance soldiers continues. It is unknown whether this world has changed. The gray mist in the sky is slowly and steadily increasing, revealing an extremely ominous aura.

At the entrance to Battlefield No. 1 of the Tenth Fortress, even the important figures gathered there frowned.

"I have a feeling that something unprecedented has happened in Battlefield Number One."

"Don't exaggerate."

"With the Marshal's wife here, nothing should go wrong."

The noisy scene instantly quieted down. Although they didn't know if the Marshal's wife was still nearby, they still had to show the proper respect. After all, this world could no longer contain the Marshal's wife. Under the Great Dao, the Marshal's wife could see what was happening in every corner of the world.

Moreover, in their view, apart from the accident that happened a few years ago, Battlefield One, as a special space, has always been relatively stable, and even if some unforeseen changes occur, it is not a big problem.

After traveling at high speed for more than an hour, Mo Shuwan and his group finally found some traces of the giants' existence.

Meanwhile, most of the Alliance soldiers on Battlefield One realized that this was not the time to fight alone, so some began to move closer to others. Even though there were still barriers between them, they knew that with a formidable enemy at hand, they had to cooperate when necessary.

Su Xuan casually plucked a withered blade of grass, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed it. His slender fingers drew strange symbols on the ground. "Strange."

"What did you find?"

"Pah." Su Xuan spat out the dry grass in his mouth and pointed to one of the patterns on the ground. "We are moving."

Upon hearing this, Lin Guaiji, who was standing not far away, turned his head to look at him and frowned.

"Tsk, it seems we have to get out of this wretched place as soon as possible, or we might never be able to get out."

Su Xuan possesses some special abilities, which everyone in the team knows, and they have no doubts about his judgment. However, given the current situation, they have no way to get out. "The time hasn't come yet, we can't get out."

Zhou Quansheng turned to look at Lin Guaiji, "That's not necessarily true."

Their team is not small now, and some of them are people from other teams they met along the way. They don't know much about Lin Guaiji and the others, so they don't pay much attention to Su Xuan's conversation.

Lin Guai seemed not to notice the gazes cast upon him by Zhou Quansheng and the others. He turned and walked to the right, with the two criminals who had been following him immediately catching up.

Su Xuan sneered and stood up as well. Zhou Quansheng looked around before slowly following. Judging from their expressions, they didn't seem to be in a hurry to face what was about to happen.

Meanwhile, the changes in Battlefield One continued, with the green plants that had appeared due to the cards slowly withering away.

Mo Shuwan took out her silver bow, gently drew back the string, and watched as the black arrow rapidly materialized. Her heart sank to the bottom in an instant. "Dark power is slowly eroding this world."

"What?"

Only Wen Zuo and a few others immediately understood Mo Shuwan's meaning. Previously, it was difficult to condense arrows mixed with dark power because the dark power was insufficient. The fact that a section of an arrow was quickly condensed could only mean that the dark power in Battlefield No. 1 was growing rapidly.

This would be a devastating blow to them. The invaders from outside the region would thrive in such an environment, while they would face increasing difficulties. When they encountered giants, it would be questionable whether they could even withstand the corruption of the dark forces, let alone fight them.

However, this change occurred silently, without even Jing Fanshu noticing anything amiss. By the time they understood why this had happened on Battlefield Number One, it was already too late…

Half a day later, the living area of ​​the Alliance soldiers in Battlefield One began to shrink. The giant massacre was only part of it; more importantly, a large part of the area had been completely invaded by the dark forces, and they could only keep moving towards the clean areas that had not been invaded.

As they moved, the Alliance soldiers gradually gathered, and when they saw Zheng Shanhe sitting in a wheelchair, Mo Shuwan took the initiative to walk over to him.

Do you know what's going on now?

Zheng Shanhe shook his head, "This has never happened before."

"There's still a little over a day left before we leave. As long as we get through this last day, this space will automatically push us all out. There's nothing to worry about."

Mo Shuwan looked up and saw that it was someone standing behind Zheng Shanhe who was speaking. She smiled but didn't reply.

Unbeknownst to anyone, in the distant darkness filled with an aura of tyranny, hundreds of elders were intently watching that peculiar continent that was slowly shifting.

A hoarse voice rang out, "If we can hold out for the last three hours, we can find the passage to the Alliance world and leave this place that has imprisoned us for thousands of years!"

Laughter, some sounding of relief, some of joy, and some of malice, echoed from the darkness.

"Have Black Fang do everything in his power to block the Alliance's spying. In the last three hours, absolutely no accidents are allowed to happen."

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