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What is it like to be surrounded by four or five hundred Evil Spirits, eleven Strangenesses, two Demon Spirits, and a mess of other things?
Seriously.
Even Du Wei, who had orchestrated it all by hand, couldn't come up with an answer.
Because he suddenly felt...
that he might have done something a little too crazed, so much so that it vaguely surpassed his own control.
He had a feeling of impending doom.
Those dreadful beings, upon appearing, had all locked onto Du Wei.
They hadn't killed him immediately only because of the long fuse he was holding, which contained a shadowy presence.
This Demon Spirit, most trusted by Du Wei, had undergone some bizarre change under the amplification of fear.
It was as if the others were wary of it.
But even so...
Du Wei realized he was completely immobile.
His body was thoroughly locked in place.
That invisible pressure made it difficult for him to move even an inch.
He could only maintain the posture of holding a red balloon.
