The tyrant squad began to roam the world.
From time to time, an illusory piece of paper would be spat out from the typewriter. On it were the precise coordinates of the spiritual monsters.
Every time it received a new coordinate, the ghost Train would charge forward with all its might.
It had never run this fast in its life because it needed to consume mental power to keep increasing its speed.
The number of people it had contaminated before was limited, and it was destined that it could not consume its mental power without restraint.
But now, he didn't have to worry about this problem. He just had to run.
The gate to the abyss was opened, leading to the sudden appearance of countless pollution and monsters in this world.
