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... sappeared, replaced by a sky devoid of color. Looking around, everything was a grey blur. Standing at the ship's railing, Lynch couldn't find the horizon at all—the sky and the land had become the same color.
The demons' ship gradually slowed down, as lifeless and languid as this world. The Nether River's water weakly splashed a few droplets, not even bothering to make a "splashing" sound. The sky seemed to be shedding sand, and even the demons, naturally red-skinned, were slowly cloaked ...
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