Every mountain is a rotten joint... The ridge is a twisted spine,
Whenever night falls, their whispers come from the mountain breeze... Too
Yang... Is a trap...
How could a god be so weird? Run quickly. This is made entirely of human skin.
Monster!
No one had worshiped the statue deep in the tribe for a long time. When the fire illuminated the broken statue, it suddenly dawned on me that if this was what He looked like...
These giant figures were never seals, but were in the process of unraveling the sources that unleashed disaster.
Countless unknown creatures are smiling because they are eating up our future. We are hopeless and our future has been eaten up by them long ago!
Time here keeps going back and forth, and the era of Blue Star has long been in chaos...
