aid out a gigantic dream card, known as 【Ghost Midnight Party】.The crowds revelled in song and dance on warships and ice floes.After all, we're going to die eventually. The first wave went so well, p..."Hiss!" In Jin Long's mind, a blurry figure gradually overlapped.

dizziness.

Chaos.

Illusion........

The monk seems to still be chanting.

...Poirot...

Jinlong wants to drive the voices out of his mind.

The sound of a noisy recitation.

There are also two women that said

"Wait for me to come back...."

Constant echoes, all voices intertwined, overwhelming.

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