As soon as the word "Future" fell, a pure black thread-like energy body floated out from his forehead, as if it was drawn away, like an arrow from the old times, rushing toNolans one of the "culture boxes" right in front of them.
Soon, the lights in the huge room began to flicker violently and then grew dim.
A few seconds later, the purple light completely replaced all the bright white light, and countless pungent, smelly and special aromatic drugs formed an airflow that diffused outNolan from the "incubator". Combined with the purple light, it formed a scene that looked like the arrival of an undead knight who had returned to the human world after experiencing the painful experience of death and the gnawing of greedy ghosts.
A slightly heavy falling sound came from the increasingly thick fog in front of him. Roca felt that even though there was nothing that could scare him now, the dim and confusing purple atmosphere could not alleviate his uneasiness.
On the contrary, the heavy coughs coming from the fog aggravated the uncomfortable atmosphere. In the ears of the two, the crisp footsteps sounded like those giant monsters with huge bodies and ugly faces from the underworld or hell, moving forNolan greedily and angrily.
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