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"It's already done, I just forgot while chatting with you."
Um... forgot? Do you always underestimate this thing that much?
Xin Chen walked forward and inserted Mengxiong into the center of the ritual formation. Then, the formation suddenly began to spin, instantly shrouded in darkness, and strange gases burst out from the center, with a bizarre smell, cries of despair, and twisted hands, four pairs of them.
Gu Tao and Xin Chen stood to the side, arms crossed, watching as the formation spewed out its contents. Gu Tao was analyzing what exactly was being emitted, while Xin Chen covered her nose and mouth, as if she really detested the smell.
The wailing grew more intense, and two clear figures appeared in the formation. Over time, these figures became clearer, unlike the Shadow Soldiers, they looked more like people in a disturbed mental state rather than formless energy bodies.
"Why?"
"Why what?" Xin Chen glanced at Gu Tao curiously, "You're not making any sense."
