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... the temple of the God of Death seemed to come alive, lowly chanting ancient memories. The cold wind swept through rows of skulls, issuing a melancholy "woo" sound like a flute. The hanging skeletons swayed with the wind, occasionally colliding and making drum-like "bang" sounds.
Xiulote pursed his lips, observing carefully. He also heard the crisp sound of wind chimes, which were teeth hanging from the skulls’ jaws, resembling the soft whispers of the deceased. Various strange bone soun ...
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