Chapter 85: The Dream of Reality

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If a distant era was a carriage, this voice was like a wheel carelessly rolling off as the carriage fell apart.

Even if it was just an echo in a valley, one could not know how many ants it could crush by dimensionally downgrading.

Are the ants innocent?

They are not.

Because the ants do not even qualify for innocence.

Every muscle and bone in Lin Yi's body seemed to have its own thoughts, trembling uncontrollably with a "clatter."

He... felt like he was a block figure about to fall apart, as if he would break into pieces at any moment.

From the inside out, he felt a chilling sensation to the bone, as the fear spreading from the bottom of his heart enveloped him like endless, black tidal waters.