492, Make the death scene come true
When Du Wei uttered the last sentence.
The atmosphere around him changed drastically.
A dense malice emanated from the Golden Scales.
The enormous statue seemed to look down upon Du Wei, its indifferent mask filled with inhuman fear.
The air became oppressively heavy.
Du Wei felt a genuine sense of crisis.
He could barely breathe.
A sharp ringing sound buzzed in his ears.
Intense pain emanated from his heart.
He could even hear each beat of his heart, the sound of his blood flowing faster through his veins.
Du Wei bent over, clutching his chest and groaning.
Blood dripped down from the mask ceaselessly, soaking his collar.
But this wasn't the most painful part.
The most agonizing was the sound of clock hands spinning wildly in his mind.
Tick, tick, tick...
The Antique Clock seemed to know what he was about to do next.
It was stopping Du Wei in another way.
Du Wei clenched his teeth, clutching his head as he let out a pained roar.
The sound was too ferocious.