skeletal hand, clutching the deck of cards, was nearly up to his face. The female priestess could only continue drawing one card.“This one is interesting.” The High Priest retracted his smile and scru..."Hiss!" In Jin Long's mind, a blurry figure gradually overlapped.

dizziness.

Chaos.

Illusion........

The monk seems to still be chanting.

...Poirot...

Jinlong wants to drive the voices out of his mind.

The sound of a noisy recitation.

There are also two women that said

"Wait for me to come back...."

Constant echoes, all voices intertwined, overwhelming.

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