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... hen the eyes of the long-haired man in white penetrated the faint haze, the three individuals were unexpectedly drawn into an illusion of slow-moving time.
Time seemed to slow down, and a few short seconds felt like a few hours. The sense of supreme spiritual oppression which emanated from that gaze was like a sawtooth slicing away at a person’s soul and awareness inch by inch.
Their clothes were completely soaked in sweat and they looked like drowned rats.
When the direc ...
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