Apocalyptic Forecast

Chapter 1495: furnish

In the momentary silence, everyone forgot to breathe.

Behind Huai Shi, darkness boils.

The door of Angelica Ruins slammed open, and shadows like living things spewed out like a tide, surging, and countless deaths and life collided with each other, making strange sounds.

Or dull, or high-pitched, or crisp, or subtle.

Insects, beasts, birds, humans, monsters... Countless silhouettes are drawn from them

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