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... he thoughts conveyed by the markers were disordered and chaotic.
It was like a madman mumbling in a chaotic storm, or as if the storm itself was howling something.
And these frenzied, mixed thoughts continuously replayed, eroding He Ao’s mind like pollution.
This madness seemed unlike any He Ao had marked before, and mixed in this chaotic insanity, there might be more than just the voice of the "Black Snake" before him.
As He Ao listened to the chaotic thoughts, h ...
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