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Li Wanxin was about to say something to Su Jianyang when suddenly his body lost control. His knees violently hit the floor, producing a dull thud. His previously joyful and confident face suddenly contorted, and a sharp, painful scream escaped his throat, as if it came from the depths of his soul. All his momentum and arrogance instantly crumbled, replaced by fear on his once confident face. His scream pierced the silence, deafening. It contained deep despair and panic, as if he had seen an indescribable horror in that moment.
"No! This can't be!" Li Wanxin trembled, his eyes showing an unprecedented fear, staring ahead as if he saw a terrifying vision that only he could see.
Su Jianyang was shocked by this mutation. He looked at Li Wanxin's distorted face, not knowing what had happened. Li Wanxin's eyes were gone, leaving only two blood-stained eyeballs rolling weakly on the ground. However, these bloody eyeballs did not stay for long, as they were quickly devoured by the seemingly lifelike flesh on the ground, disappearing without a trace.
Li Wanxin's panic continued to escalate. His body kept trembling as if resisting some invisible force. His face was filled with uncontrollable fear, and he kept looking around as if searching for something to save him.
In that terrifying space, Li Wanxin fell into extreme madness. He began to fiercely scratch his skin with torn fingers, each tear filled with deep despair and pain. His blood gushed out from his body as if cursed, with each drop seeming like a part of his soul.
The ground seemed to have an endless thirst for Li Wanxin's blood, constantly consuming it but never satisfied. Under Li Wanxin's feet, the ground began to writhe like a living creature, extending fleshy tendrils to slowly pull him in.
Li Wanxin In this extreme pain, it seems to have found some kind of twisted satisfaction. He shouted loudly, "Not enough? Still not enough? Take it all!" His hands, driven by an irresistible force, frantically tore at his own flesh, throwing pieces of flesh and blood towards the hungry ground.
The tendrils of the ground seemed to be filled with desire for this flesh and blood, quickly devouring them. In the process, Li Wanxin's body was gradually pulled into the abyss formed by the flesh and blood, his screams and cries filling the entire space, but no one could save him.
Su Jianyang witnessed this scene, filled with shock and fear. He saw a person ultimately self-destruct in their madness and obsession. In this eerie and terrifying world, Li Wanxin's fate seems to serve as a warning, cautioning about the ultimate cost of pursuing dark forces. Li Wanxin's final madness, like a mirror, reflects the absurdity and sorrow of human endless thirst for power.
In that gloomy and terrifying space, Li Wanxin's actions reached the pinnacle of madness. His fingers deeply pierced his own skin, tearing flesh, each tug bringing forth a spray of blood. The deep red liquid slid down his contorted body, the ground's flesh undulating in his blood, like a hungry monster awaiting more offerings.
Li Wanxin's face was full of fervent and twisted joy, with the corners of his mouth upturned, revealing a bloody smile. His voice was filled with madness and chaos, "It's not enough! It's not enough! I offer everything to you!" His body slowly sank into the ground of flesh and blood, like a willing sacrifice stepping onto the altar of doom.
As Li Wanxin's body gradually sank into the flesh and blood, his screams and wails became weaker, eventually disappearing into the abyss of the flesh. His eyes became hollow and calm during the sinking process, as if he had accepted his fate and offered everything to the unspeakable dark presence.
Su Jianyang's heart was filled with fear and despair. He witnessed the destruction of Li Wanxin, a person who had once been so arrogant and conceited, but in the face of this terrifying creature, he was like a insignificant speck of dust, easily devoured and disappeared. This scene deeply shook Su Jianyang, making him feel an unprecedented sense of powerlessness and panic.
His legs were weak and eventually he knelt on the ground made of flesh and horror. His eyes stared at the ground where Li Wanxin had disappeared, yet he dared not look directly at the dark creature on the platform. All pride and perseverance seemed to become meaningless in this moment.
He lowered his head, tears unconsciously sliding from the corners of his eyes. He felt an unprecedented sense of loneliness and solitude. In this world surrounded by flesh and Darkness, he seemed to have lost himself, losing his direction. The suffocating oppression made it almost impossible for him to breathe.
Su Jianyang felt a wave of emptiness and indifference, his lips trembling slightly, finally murmuring in a low voice, "Damn... damn it." This statement was not only a helpless commentary on the current situation, but also a desperate summary of the entire terrifying journey. In that instant, his spirit seemed to collapse, and all resistance and courage turned into nothingness.
He looked up at the dark creature on the high platform and felt a deep sense of despair. The existence of that creature was like an insurmountable mountain to him, making him feel deeply powerless and hopeless. He knew that the outcome of all this might already be predetermined, and their fate had long been controlled by this dark presence.
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