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The mysterious starlight praised by the poet will never shine on this land, and the sunshine with warm vitality will not enter the door. This is a dark area, disturbing the secret world under the surface. The sky here is a hard rock without blood and tears. Under the torch of the stupid surface residents who accidentally broke into here, the surrounding stone walls were gloomy and monotonous, emitting the smell of death. This is not their world, this is not the sphere of influence of light. Most uninvited guests will never see the sun again.
People who can escape from here and return to the surface rarely change greatly. Because their eyes have seen the narrowest illusion in the dark area and witnessed the inevitable doomsday scene.
The dark tunnel twists and turns in this gloomy country, digging through large and small caves and connecting high and low caves in series. Stalagmites as sharp as the fangs of a sleeping dragon silently blocked the invaders' way.
The silence here is like a stealthy beast, hiding great pressure. For travelers in dark areas, most of the time, the only sound that can remind them that they are still awake and have not lost their hearing is the constant dripping sound. The sound of water, like the heartbeat of a beast, hits the silent rocks and falls into the cold underground lake in the dark area. God knows ...