Inky clouds, layered on top of each other, spread throughout the sky. Although the sun could not be seen in this way, there was still a dull feeling of dampness and heat between the heavens and the earth.

The sky was so dark that it was impossible to distinguish between morning and dusk. The closer the three-month deadline gets, the quieter the quicksand realm becomes, and the quietness brings is not a good thing, because the vast majority of people here have a feeling of suffocation.

This situation is actually inextricably linked to the mysterious power here. Just as it oppressed everyone and didn't allow them to take to the skies, now it doesn't allow people to breathe.

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