Gongsun Ce had guessed that the Red Mage's Creation Realm would lead to corruption, but he couldn't guess how the Illusion Realm was effective.
For most people, corruption meant an endless beautiful dream, but for a very few...
Corruption was a nightmare with no end in sight.
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Where was he?
The smell of rotten blood reached his nose; he wanted to lift his hand, but he had no strength. He struggled to open his eyes, but still no light was visible, only darkness and intense pain.
His lens must have shattered. It didn't matter; after a while, they would always heal him. Perhaps living as a blind man wouldn't be so bad, able to see less of the ugliness.
Shiyu Lianyi slowly moved his hands, his overgrown nails carving a path through the filth. Memories gradually returned to his mind; it had been a long time since he last saw Sister Ling. So long that he had even forgotten the numbers that marked the dates.
