Time seemed to stop in an instant.

Wang Qiyi saw a huge shadow in the boundless gray.

It was so oppressive and huge that it was like a speck of dust in front of it. Peeking at a glance, even his heartbeat stopped for half a beat, his breath was hard and stuck in his throat, and he didn't dare to breathe.

"It's over, it's over, it's over...... I just watched it for half a second, I'm going to die, I'm going to die, I'm going to die......" The broken thoughts of the small voice seemed to be getting farther and farther away from him.

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