The boat sailed into the black "high wall".

The black storm looked like a storm from the outside, but when they actually entered it, what they saw was not a storm.

What Duma, Osis, and Shajin saw were dense black lines, and the world seemed to have turned into an abstract painting in an instant. The terrifying black lines distorted the world and everything. up abstract silhouettes.

The erosive force of life surrounded the three of them, at this time

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