Yun Zhao didn't dare to open his eyes, but his peripheral vision told him that there were many faces outside, all around him, interspersed and dense—
But this was unreasonable. So many faces meant as many "people." How could so many people fit in the space of a car window?
Soon, the scene that appeared on the car's front window revealed the answer to him.
A huge figure slowly climbed onto the hood, humanoid, with a hunched back and towering frame, entirely covered in faces except for the arms and legs.
Some of the faces were smiling, some were blood-soaked, some were filled with sorrow, and some were seething with rage!
So many faces appeared before him, each with its expression, each with its emotion, yet they all came from a single body.
Yun Zhao's psychological defenses completely collapsed. Sweat soaked his entire body, and the car veered off the overpass, crashing into the nearby greenery. Due to his high speed, he burst through the greenery, overturning the barrier.
