The Night Awaker Chapter 80

The night was dark, and the moon was hiding in the dark clouds, refusing to let even a little light shine through.

Fifteen people appeared out of thin air on a remote road in Anyang City. Some of them were carrying backpacks, some were wearing light clothes, and their clothes were all different, just like a temporary individual tourist group.

But without exception, they all stood there gasping for breath. Some bodies were still stiff, and some were recovering a little, but the pain in their eyes was still clear.

The truth or falsehood of something sometimes does not lie in the result, but in the process.

The pain of death is more terrifying than death itself.