His mind was like a pot of boiling hot porridge, memories of the past twisting and rolling in the divine flames like shattered fragments.
All of Lin Rui's experiences from childhood and early years, as well as his steadfast beliefs since awakening in this body, became vague and indistinct under this merciless erosion, like paper licked by intense fire, gradually turning to ashes.
The precious emotions of warmth of family and bonds of friendship were also distorted by the divine flames, leaving only a thin, illusory shadow that he tried to grasp but it seemed futile.
At this moment, Abyss Wanderer let out a cold laugh, with a slight wave of his hand, infinite chains suddenly formed a massive array around Lin Rui, with its center seemingly rotating like a black hole, annihilating all surrounding light and flame.
