The eyes see the surrounding world, revealing special ripples.
For some reason, these ripples are increasing.
My Sea of Consciousness Value hasn't improved, nor has life become easier, as if any telekinetic force could severely damage an enemy.
On the contrary, it's as if some kind of permission has been granted, and my body cannot bear it, causing a splitting headache.
I can't help but roll on the ground.
"Ah!"
Zhang Lingfeng couldn't control his scream.
It feels like countless thoughts are emerging, making him unable to stop screaming and shouting, as if this world is full of pain and false information.
It brought him endless torment.
He even thought of destruction.
He wants to destroy everything in front of him.
Destruction.
Destruction.
Destruction.
Wave after wave of destructive thoughts surged out like a school of fish, seemingly about to fill Zhang Lingfeng's Sea of Consciousness.
In the end, these thoughts coalesced into a formidable notion.
Destruction!
