After the murmurs, what followed was a burst of noise and chaotic noise ...
The sound of flowing liquid, the sound of a cold wind passing by, the sound of boiling oil devouring flesh, the sound of bones breaking ... All these sounds were very close.
Angry roars, pained moans, crazy laughter, bone-chilling wails ... Every word entered his ears.
Just the pressure on their hearing was enough to make them feel like they had fallen into hell.
It was not that the players did not have any lighting equipment in their hands, but the darkness was like a violent beast, holding all the light sources in the city tightly in its claws, not letting any go.
Some people tried to shout and communicate with their teammates, but they couldn't even hear the sound coming from their own throats.
Some people tried to wave their hands, trying to use their sense of touch to confirm the situation around them, but their fingertips could only touch bursts of hot and cold air, dry and damp air.
