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In that dark and chaotic space, the pitch-black creature moved its almost endless tentacles slowly and gracefully. Each tentacle seemed to have a life of its own, agile and powerful. The madman, Li Wanxin, was being slowly guided by these tentacles towards the mysterious hood. His face was filled with an abnormal fervor and anticipation, his eyes shining with a longing for the unknown.
Su Jianyang stood at a distance, staring intently at the scene. His gaze pierced through the incomprehensible Darkness, yet he couldn't glimpse the secret under the hood. He could only rely on the sounds around him, the cheers and jubilation of Li Wanxin, a kind of almost insane joy. The sound echoed in the silent space, as if it were an ominous omen.
However, deep inside, Su Jianyang was filled with profound unease and fear. He knew that behind the manic laughter, there lurked unpredictable danger. The mystery and unknowability of the shadow creature brought him unprecedented panic. He tightly gripped the gun in his hand, ready to respond to any possible situation at any moment.
When Li Wanxin was brought under the hood, his body was gently enveloped by tentacles, as if partaking in some sacred and eerie ritual. His feet dangled weakly in the air, and he was engulfed in a state of ecstatic frenzy.
When the pitch-black creature emitted that deep and thunderous sound, the entire space seemed to be enveloped by an invisible force of terror. This force, like a call from the abyss, filled every corner with fear and despair. The voice of the Shadow creature was filled with threat and promise, "I will give you... everything you desire!" The evil energy in these words, originally cleverly concealed by it, now erupted like a storm, engulfing the whole world in its madness and chaos.
Su Jianyang and Wu Cheng were shaken by this indescribable evil power, their spirits falling into an icy abyss, feeling a fear they had never experienced before. They fell to the ground, overwhelmed by despair and terror, unable to resist, only able to helplessly curl up on the ground, seeking a shred of comfort.
However, for Li Wanxin, all of this was like a dream come true. In the midst of this frenzy and chaos, he not only felt elated by the entanglement of those tentacles, but also seemed to be enjoying the sensation of being lifted by supernatural forces. His body was brought before the Shadow creature, whose face under the hood remained shrouded in mysterious shadow, unseen.
Li Wanxin growled low before the Shadow creature, his voice filled with excitement and anticipation, like an obsessed follower of power meeting the deity he worships. When the Shadow creature's tentacles tightly entwined him and lifted him into the air, he felt no fear or pain, but instead reveled in ecstasy. His face bore a mad grin, as if all suffering and pain were the ultimate entertainment for him. His maniacal laughter echoed through the space, as if welcoming some unknowable conclusion.
Li Wanxin's body continued to contort under the control of the Shadow creature, but his expression was filled with satisfaction and joy. He seemed completely immersed in his own madness and desire, completely disregarding the surrounding terror and chaos. His eyes flickered with a mad light, as if under the shroud of this dark power, he had found his own place of belonging.
After the extreme feelings of fear and despair suddenly subsided, Su Jianyang cautiously raised his head and looked around. Everything still seemed to be in that eerie and terrifying state, but the oppressive and evil atmosphere that had once existed was no longer present, as if it had been hidden or covered by an invisible hand.
His gaze quickly turned to Wu Cheng, finding that Wu Cheng seemed extremely unstable. Wu Cheng sat on the ground, looking dazed, muttering to himself incoherently, as if trapped in deep mental distress. Su Jianyang could faintly hear Wu Cheng mumbling, "Is this all real? Or just an illusion?" Wu Cheng's voice was filled with confusion and fear, showing that his mind had been deeply affected by this supernatural terror.
Su Jianyang gently approached Wu Cheng, trying to comfort him, reaching out to pat his back in an attempt to restore some rationality. However, Wu Cheng seemed completely unaware of Su Jianyang's presence, his eyes vacant, continuing to wander in his own world, completely immersed in the shadow of the terrifying experience.
This scene made Su Jianyang feel extremely powerless and heartbroken. Faced with this unknown supernatural force, they felt so small and helpless. Su Jianyang understood in his heart that whether they were experiencing reality or illusion, all of this had an indelible impact on their souls. He looked helplessly at Wu Cheng, filled with worry and struggle, not knowing how they should face this unpredictable future. Su Jianyang softly called Wu Cheng's name, but Wu Cheng seemed to be firmly bound by some invisible fear, unable to shake off the shadows in his own mind. His eyes gradually lost their luster, leaving only deep confusion and panic. Wu Cheng's mouth trembled slightly, his voice low and weak, as if he were battling with some unspeakable secret deep within his heart.
Su Jianyang's sense of helplessness is growing stronger. He tries to pull Wu Cheng up, but finds his own strength to be utterly insignificant. He looks around and sees that this world, made of flesh and blood, still maintains its eerie and terrifying nature. In this environment, they seem to have been abandoned, isolated and helpless.
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