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place has slimy green liquid everywhere. From all sides of a strange city...Li Jiahong was in an ancient majestic black stone-like city, but he felt ridiculed by these buildings that violated human aesthetics and the logic of three-dimensional space.
the strong visual impact of the extradimensional urban environment made Li Jiahong feel dizzy and the soles of her feet feel cold. Fear of the unknown was like a black wind flowing through the city, thrusting back and forth through his fragile human brain.
there is also a wave of ominous whispers from demons that have invaded the great black stone city. All sorts of strange and inprehensible syllables and sounds seem to e from the most evil curses of the underworld. I can't understand it, but I can feel it. In great malice.
Living in such a city, Li Jiahong was still able to maintain some sanity. he kept telling himself that he was here to look for his children.
these barely functioning thoughts made him forget about good and evil, love and love. the only thing that kept him going was an obsession buried deep in his subconscious.
Get the kids... Get the kids... Get the kids...
Li Jiahong couldn't think of anything. his wife, who had transformed into a Gufuo bird, was still nearby, but he did not seem to notice her. I was walking on a road that I didn't know whether it was flat or sloped. the dead in a city full of silence and crisis.
Slowly, slowly, Li Jiahong walked to the center
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