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As the middle-aged man's incantation grew stronger, the eerie space began to tremble more violently, as if the very foundation of the world was responding to his madness. The blood droplets in the air gradually gathered, forming a larger and larger blood ball that floated in the void, expanding and beginning to pulsate rhythmically. Each pulsation seemed to synchronize with the heartbeat of this strange world, emitting a tearing sound that conveyed a terrifying omen.
Ripples began to appear on the surface of the blood ball, each pulsation seemingly enduring immense pressure, causing the surrounding space to distort and contort as if it were about to be torn apart by this unimaginable force. The stench in the air grew thicker, as if the smell of rust and death were mixed together, making it difficult to breathe.
Suddenly, the blood cells reached a certain limit, exploded, and released an indescribable astonishing power. The entire space seemed to be torn apart by an invisible hand, and a massive storm raged in the void, bringing unparalleled fury and chaos. The explosion of the blood cells seemed to tear the boundaries of space, engulfing everything around into this raging storm.
Su Jianyang and Wu Cheng were as tiny and powerless as ants in the face of this power, being swallowed by the storm, their bodies tumbling like paper in the strong wind. Their vision was completely obscured by the intense light released during the explosion of the blood cells, and everything around them became blurry. Under the control of this power, they felt immense fear and despair, as if the end of the world had arrived.
The entire space was engulfed in intense shaking and light, making the surrounding scenery difficult to discern. The power released from the explosion of blood cells seemed to tear the boundary between reality and illusion, plunging Su Jianyang and Wu Cheng into a chaotic and tumultuous environment. Everything in the space seemed to warp and distort under the influence of this power, creating a nightmarish reality.
Su Jianyang struggled in the violent storm, trying to find Wu Cheng's figure, but all around was chaos and uncertainty. He felt a sense of powerlessness overwhelming him, and the fear and despair in his heart reached a peak. The power of the blood cell explosion not only affected the space but also deeply impacted Su Jianyang's psyche, leaving him feeling unprecedentedly helpless.
The space on the throne has developed a small crack. As the crack gradually widens, the entire space seems to be dominated by an invisible force. The crack continues to expand in the endless darkness, emitting a chilling scream. This sound is not only full of pain and misery, but also carries a deep sense of despair, as if it is a call from another world.
Suddenly, a huge hand bursts out from the crack. Its fingers are thick and twisted, covered with strange runes and patterns. The hand forcefully pushes the crack open, causing the surrounding space to emit cries resembling those of a living being, as if it is undergoing unimaginable torment.
The appearance of this giant hand brought unprecedented fear to Su Jianyang and Wu Cheng. They could feel the evil and powerful force coming from the other side of the rift. As the crack gradually expanded, the surrounding space seemed to twist and distort, and a sinister atmosphere gradually pervaded. The entire world seemed to tremble under this power. The piercing screams from the rift echoed in Su Jianyang's ears, filling him with an unprecedented fear. Witnessing all of this, he felt unable to comprehend, and his terror reached its peak.
Su Jianyang turned around, urgently searching for Wu Cheng, hoping to face this inexplicable phenomenon together. But when he found Wu Cheng, he discovered that he had already knelt on the ground, his eyes hollow and lifeless as he stared at the torn space. Wu Cheng had no expression on his face, as if his soul had already been consumed by the terror within the rift.
Su Jianyang tried to call out to Wu Cheng, but it seemed that he could no longer reach his consciousness. Wu Cheng seemed to be drawn by some unknown force within the rift, completely losing himself. Su Jianyang felt despair, not knowing what to do, only feeling powerless and confused in the face of this terrifying sight.
More alien structures gradually emerged from the rift, as if a gateway to another dimension was opening. The arms and tentacles reaching out from the rift carried with them an evil and power not belonging to this world. Each movement made the space tremble, emitting a chilling sound.
As the crack violently split open, those indescribable tentacles, arms, and contorted malformed structures began to expand outward with astonishing force and speed. These tentacles were not just extensions of flesh, but carried a horror that transcended reality. Their surfaces were covered with rot and pus, as if they were the embodiment of countless pains and fears, each movement carrying the power to tear space apart. Every drop of blood in the torrent of flesh seemed to pulsate with life, forming a massive, twisted vortex of blood in the air. This blood was not just a physical presence, but seemed to carry the wails and struggles of countless tormented souls, each drop telling its own tale of pain and misery.
The space around the crack seemed to recoil in extreme revulsion at these alien structures, emitting wails and cries as if the very fabric of space itself was in agony and anger at such a mutation. However, these alien structures disregarded everything, relentlessly continuing to widen the crack, becoming even more terrifying.
The flesh and blood gushed out from the crevice like a flood, constantly surging, and each wave of flesh and blood carried an indescribable evil aura. These flesh and blood seemed to be guided by some invisible force, flowing towards the middle-aged man - Li Wanxin. Under the baptism of this flesh and blood, a crazy and twisted smile appeared on his face, as if he had found his belonging and purpose in this insane ritual.
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