The Death Knell

When the colored gods paused, they could clearly feel that they were calculating, while the black gods gave the impression that they were thinking.

This is very strange, it is obviously a robot printed in a mold, but it feels completely different.

The white sand was vast and boundless, and the quilt-like clouds in the sky were squirming gently, as if they were eavesdropping.

The death knell awaits the Colossus' answer, and in essence, they also have

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