Some blood even splashed onto the car window, obstructing a bit of the view.
Tan Wenbin pressed the wiper button, smearing the blood across the windshield, making it completely red and impossible to see ahead.
"Uh... I forgot to add windshield washer fluid."
Li Zhiyuan opened the car door and got out.
Tan Wenbin quickly followed, and seeing that they hadn't gone far, just standing in front of the car, Yin Meng didn't get out.
They had seen many dead bodies, but this manner of death was still quite shocking and chilling.
A normal person would have died long ago after self-harming to such an extent, yet these people continued.
The intense mental stimulation and terrifying pain perception made them like snakes, able to keep thrashing even after being skinned and cleaned.
However, Li Zhiyuan's focus was more on the robes the others were wearing.
Each robe had special patterns, likely etched with arrays.
