Chapter 94: Decomposition of All Things
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The airplane didn't explode; it was like the knife had not cut through the neck but instead hung over the back of the head.
All of the Evil Fallen felt their anxiety peak at this instant.
"Why didn't it explode?"
Everyone was focused on accepting their death, closing their eyes and fully immersing themselves in the experience of waiting to die; suddenly not dying made it all very strange.
"What's going on?"
Feeling the vibration and turbulence of the flight, some of the Evil Fallen stood up and began to speak.
Jian Qiu looked outside the window to a scene she had never witnessed before.
In seven hundred years, even if the clouds changed, even if the sky lacked any reference points, she could still recognize certain details within the span of seven hundred years.
The flight was headed towards an unfamiliar, previously unvisited distance.
More and more of the Evil Fallen stood up.
Seven minutes had passed.