It seeped into Lu Xin's brain and spread out over his mental power.
It was as if he was in an empty room, and the song started to play from all directions.
Then, the volume grew louder and louder, getting closer and closer to him, until it completely drowned and swallowed him.
As the song started, Lu Xin's body was quickly bound by threads of sticky silk.
These threads seemed to come from the connection between the black meat tendrils and the black particles in his body.
If he wanted to struggle out, it would be like peeling off a scab from a wound.
The more they struggled, the more they stuck to each other. They wanted to pull him into the abyss.
"Big brother ..."
In the instant that Lu Xin was surrounded by the meat tendrils, his sister's terrified screams rang out.
