The white mist is vast and the red moon is vast, unable to penetrate the sky and the edge of history...
The faces of an expedition team were filled with numbness and sluggishness, like zombies who had lost their souls.
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"How is it possible! Is the truth of the world like this? Impossible, impossible!" Shock, doubt, and pain were distorted on the faces of each team member.
Captain Vicissitudes looked at this scene, and the corners of his mouth slowly curled up.
