mtl008 Chapter 238 Heavy Burden
Chapter 238 Heavy Burden
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The immense pressure was like a towering Mount Tai, piercing the heavens. It carried unparalleled might and immense power, like a surging torrent, pressing down with overwhelming force. The pressure came so swiftly and fiercely that there was no time to react, not even a moment to breathe. It was as if the entire world had frozen in that moment, time had stopped flowing, leaving only the suffocating pressure to relentlessly crush everything.
At that moment, a force as powerful as a tidal wave suddenly struck, like a thunderous hammer, smashing down on everyone's heart with the force of a mountain crushing an egg! This sudden blow caught everyone off guard, and they felt as if their hearts were being tightly grasped by an invisible hand, the pain was so severe that it was difficult to breathe.
The oppressive feeling spread rapidly, eroding everyone's body and soul like a plague. It felt as if a heavy mountain was pressing down on the chest, making it difficult to breathe. Even the slightest breath became a luxury. Meanwhile, the heartbeat began to slow and weaken, like a cheerful deer suddenly mired in a deep quagmire. Each beat seemed labored and heavy.
Every time I inhaled, it felt as if an invisible force was desperately blocking the air from entering my body. The fresh air that should have flowed effortlessly through my nose, throat, and ultimately lungs was now, as if it had encountered a powerful magical barrier, solidifying into rock-hard masses, tightly blocking the entrance to my respiratory tract. No matter how hard I tried to breathe, the amount of oxygen I could obtain was pitifully small, like searching for water in the desert.
The situation is equally grim when attempting to exhale. Waste gases, which should have been expelled smoothly from the body, are now trapped, unable to find an outlet. They race around in the chest cavity, squeezing the fragile alveoli and creating a feeling of oppression and heaviness, as if a massive stone is pressing down on the chest. With each breath, this arduous battle with air intensifies, and every subtle movement requires immense effort.
This eerie feeling of suffocation is like an invisible hand from the netherworld, silently yet powerfully gripping the throat. The grip is as firm and cold as an iron clamp, and no matter how hard one struggles, one cannot break free from its grip. Once strangled by this hand, the air feels incredibly thin, and every breath feels like a desperate struggle for the last ounce of oxygen. The lungs in the chest desperately expand and contract, but the air they take in is so meager it's barely enough to meet the body's oxygen needs. As time passes, the feeling of hypoxia grows more intense, and consciousness gradually begins to fade. The scene before one's eyes blurs, a buzzing sound fills one's ears, and the world seems to spin. A wave of utter panic washes over one, as if one will faint at any moment, forever trapped in endless darkness.
In that instant, time seemed to freeze. Everything became so sudden and unexpected, like a flash of lightning piercing the inky black sky, fleeting yet incredibly dazzling. A lighthearted and joyful atmosphere permeated the air, with people chatting and laughing, or leisurely enjoying the tranquility and beauty of the moment. Then, without warning, a ferocious and heart-stoppingly cold wind suddenly swept in! It came with such force, as if roaring down from the heavens, leaving no one the slightest chance to react. The wind, with its biting chill, swept through every corner with devastating force, mercilessly sweeping away all warmth and comfort in its path, replaced by a bone-chilling silence.
The icy wind blew like a thousand arrows, carrying a chilling, sharp momentum, piercing through people's mental defenses at lightning speed. Like a messenger from the Netherworld, this wind was cold and merciless, leaving no one, no matter how strong, vulnerable to its passage.
In that instant, the once warm, spring-like world of love and hope suddenly changed, as if swept by a sudden snowstorm. All the beautiful emotions were instantly frozen, plunging into a bone-chilling, bottomless abyss of darkness. With the sudden drop in temperature, people's hearts became numb and insensitive. The warmth and care they once had were gone, leaving only endless cold and despair.
Suddenly, an incredibly powerful force, seemingly capable of destroying everything, swept over like a violent storm! This force was as fierce as a ferocious beast with its bloody mouth agape, mercilessly devouring everything around it.
Wherever this force touched, the scene, once filled with laughter and joy, instantly turned into a hushed silence. The bright smiles on people's faces seemed to be blown by a cold wind, suddenly frozen there; and the laughter that had just echoed in the air was as if an invisible hand tightly covered their mouths, and it stopped abruptly.
In the blink of an eye, the entire world fell into a dead silence. No more human voices, no more children playing and playing. Even the birds seemed to sense the approaching terror and fled in terror. A heavy, oppressive atmosphere filled the air, making it almost impossible to breathe. The solemnity weighed on everyone's heart like a lead weight.
In that fleeting yet breathtaking moment, the entire world seemed to be gripped by a mysterious and powerful invisible hand, thrust forward with an irresistible force! Everything that had seemed peaceful and tranquil was instantly plunged into a transformation so earth-shattering it was beyond anyone's imagination.
Mountains shifted, the earth trembled, rivers flowed backward; the clouds in the sky rolled like raging waves, and the sun, moon, and stars lost their former brilliance and order. Trees were uprooted, houses collapsed and crumbled, and roads twisted and broke into countless pieces... This sudden and drastic change caught the world off guard. People fled in panic, trying to find a safe haven, but found that there was no place to rely on.
The once beautiful scene, overflowing with harmony and warmth, was like a delicate yet incredibly fragile glass mirror, vulnerable to the onslaught of this overwhelming and unstoppable force. It could only watch helplessly as it was cruelly and mercilessly shattered into countless tiny fragments. The shards flew everywhere like a poignant and beautiful rain of glass, drawing brief yet heartbreaking arcs through the air before scattering to the ground. Each shattered mirror reflected a beautiful memory of the past, but now they were shattered, unable to be pieced back together again.