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... rridor, the boy with blood-red eyes lay on the ground like a spider, scurrying over rapidly.
Watching this scene, the Lost Witch’s pupils contracted slightly. At this moment, night flooded in; the setting sun heavily plunged below the horizon, and the entire city was engulfed by darkness in an instant. All that remained in the world was a smear of residual red, but it was not the twilight’s afterglow. Rather, it was the trace of madness in the boy’s eyes.
It was as if… a red tide ...
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