Is it not?
Where is the great protection from the unknown, did something go wrong, why hasn't the monster you sent come to save me, is it slacking off?
No no no.
I will not die, I will not die.....
Inverse Matrix Theorem, my theorem, why didn't it work this time?
There must be a bug somewhere!
But where exactly is it?!!
What responded to Feng Ju was a crisp sound with a touch of stickiness, "screech".
It's the sound of flesh being forcibly torn apart and tendons snapping.
Feng Ju's bulging eyeballs jerkily moved downward.
Then, he saw a slender, pale hand, devoid of blood, like the finest porcelain.
It was the hand of the "cloth doll".
At this moment, the hand was slowly retracting from his chest, holding a mass of constantly twisting and changing, ominous black energy.
"So this is my soul, it looks like this....."
Feng Ju's consciousness began to flicker like a candle in the wind, starting to uncontrollably disperse, swaying unsteadily.
