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In this eerie space constructed of flesh and fear, Su Jianyang and Wu Cheng stood, feeling oppressed and terrified by the surroundings and atmosphere. Wu Cheng's expression changed suddenly, evolving from fear to contorted agony. His body trembled uncontrollably, as if invisible claws were tearing and churning within him.
Though Su Jianyang was anxious, he made an effort to remain calm, attempting to comfort and support Wu Cheng through his words and actions. He reached out and gently touched Wu Cheng's shoulder, trying to convey reassurance and support through this physical gesture. However, Wu Cheng had lost his usual composure in his eyes, replaced by madness and resistance. His screams pierced the silence, like a cry of agony from another world.
Faced with this sudden change, Su Jianyang felt utterly powerless. He knew they were in an extremely dangerous environment, seemingly trying to engulf all reason and hope. Clutching tightly onto the Black-faced god amulet, Su Jianyang hoped that this symbol of sacredness and protection would give them strength.
However, Wu Cheng suddenly let out a mad roar, his voice filled with contempt and provocation: "Do you think that can save you? The power here far exceeds your imagination. The ruler of this space will not be shaken by your small human faith!" Wu Cheng's eyes flashed with madness and challenge, his body continued to convulse as if struggling with some invisible force.
Su Jianyang looked at Wu Cheng's pain, feeling a sense of powerlessness rising in his heart. He understood that the Wu Cheng in front of him was no longer the person he knew, but rather a shell occupied by some kind of evil force. This power, both strong and ancient, seemed closely connected to this terrifying space, raging recklessly within Wu Cheng's body, attempting to completely consume him.
Su Jianyang watched as Wu Cheng's resistance became increasingly futile, a hint of despair welling up in his heart. Every inch of this space was filled with oppression and fear, as if these walls and the air itself were praising that indescribable presence, extolling its power and threat.
Su Jianyang helplessly put down the Black-faced god pendant in his hand, realizing that this small talisman alone could not combat the master of this space. He began to search for other methods, hoping to find clues to break through this predicament. He observed the surrounding environment, looking for possible escape routes or ways to confront this evil force.
However, it seemed that this space had already blocked all escape routes, with every corner filled with thick fear and despair. Wu Cheng's convulsions became more and more severe, his screams becoming more piercing and frantic, as if showing Su Jianyang the power and cruelty of this space.
At this moment, Wu Cheng knelt on the floor constructed of flesh and viscous bodily fluids, his body involuntarily performing a gesture that seemed like worship or offering. Each time his forehead violently struck the ground, it emitted a chillingly moist sound, as if expressing a kind of insane loyalty to the creator of this evil world.
Su Jianyang attempted to rush over and pull Wu Cheng up, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't budge Wu Cheng's body. Wu Cheng seemed to be firmly fixed to the ground by a force beyond reason, making his body heavy and immovable. This situation filled Su Jianyang with an unprecedented sense of powerlessness and despair.
Suddenly, Wu Cheng's body let out an ear-piercing scream, filled with extreme pain and madness. The sound carried a terrifying force that sent Su Jianyang flying, causing him to crash heavily to the ground, feeling both pain and shock. In that moment, Su Jianyang deeply felt the immense and terrifying power of the evil force controlling Wu Cheng, far beyond his understanding.
Su Jianyang sat helplessly on the ground, feeling as if everything before him was declaring their despair. This space, made up of flesh and blood, seemed to praise the unknowable evil presence, with every stone and every wisp of air emitting voices that were both praising and fearful. These voices intertwined to form an ominous symphony, oppressing Su Jianyang's spirit.
Faced with this situation, Su Jianyang began to search for any possible way out or method to resist this evil force. His gaze swiftly scanned the terrifying space, searching for any possible escape route or method to break free from this evil control. What he was facing now was far beyond what ordinary people could comprehend; it was a malevolent force that transcended the material world, an ancient and powerful existence.
His heart was filled with fear as he attempted to use the remaining talismans in his pocket, but in this powerful field of evil, they seemed to have lost their original effectiveness. He felt as if he had fallen into a bottomless black hole, and all his resistance and struggle seemed to have become futile.
Wu Cheng continues his mad actions under the drive of that mysterious force, seemingly preparing for the arrival of that evil presence. Su Jianyang watches Wu Cheng with a deep sense of sorrow. His former colleague has now become a victim of this terrifying space.
Su Jianyang searches desperately, hoping to find a clue to unravel this predicament. But everything in this space seems to be controlled by that unknowable presence. He feels trapped in an inescapable maze, where every turn could lead to a deeper trap. In this environment of despair, every breath he takes is filled with a heavy and hopeless weight.
In his heart, he knew that he was facing not only Wu Cheng, but also an ancient and powerful force that had deeply rooted itself in Wu Cheng's soul. He felt a sense of powerlessness enveloping him, as if every struggle he made was easily swallowed by this space.
In this eerie world, Su Jianyang could sense an invisible eye watching him, as if scrutinizing his every move. He felt that every corner of this space was filled with observation and judgment, as if waiting for each of his decisions.
At this moment, Wu Cheng's body suddenly underwent a change, his skin began to crack, and dark energy seeped out from the cracks. This energy seemed to be absorbing all the surrounding life force, further intensifying the evil and madness in this space.
Su Jianyang despaired as he realized that he was not only facing Wu Cheng's physical body, but also a kind of ancient evil far beyond his comprehension.
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