Madman's manufacturing machine 1
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The tide of darkness was like the eternally unchanging stars, surging and beating in his ears.
It was a ferocious roar.
There was the sound of teeth grinding.
A strange mumble ...
These sounds were so ear-piercing and abrupt in this place of silence!
He only felt that his scalp was about to be lifted off!
In the darkness.
There were also pairs of hands that came from nowhere, constantly touching and scratching his face.
As for the part below the neck ...
It had long been completely submerged by darkness and chaos.
The next second.
He tried hard to open his eyes while trembling.
The terrifying illusion faded away like a receding tide.
The light rays of the sun shone down from above the totemic pillar.
It gave off a warm and safe feeling.
He panted for a while.
Then, she walked elegantly on the empty ancient altar.
Even though he had already woken up from the nightmare.
But his eyes were still red and fierce.