At first glance, the end of the wheat field seems to be connected with the sunset on the horizon. Countless scarecrows are tied to the cross, and their figures appear particularly lonely under the reflection of the setting sun.
The breeze blows gently across the vast fields, and the waves of wheat roll like waves in the ocean.
The layers of wheat waves seem to be whispering endless sorrow and resentment, which makes people feel pity.
At this moment, Blore, who had been calmly enjoying the beautiful scenery, suddenly felt an unbearable pain in his eyes.
It felt like a sharp thorn suddenly pierced his eyes, and the pain made him almost bend over.
Out of instinct, he subconsciously raised his hand and rubbed his eyes hard, trying to relieve the pain.
However, when he opened his eyes again and looked around, the scene before him left him dumbfounded - the whole world had turned into a shocking blood-red in an instant!
The originally golden and heavy ears of wheat had completely changed their appearance at some point. They were no longer soft and gentle plants, but had turned into countless extremely sharp steel needles!
These steel needles swayed violently in the wind, flashing a chilling cold light, as if each one contained a deadly threat, ready to pierce anything that dared to approach them.
Blore was thus caught off guard in the midst of this sudden and drastic change in the wheat field.
Even though he stood there motionless, the evening breeze that blew gently still carried malice, blowing the steel-needle ears of wheat towards him.
Every time an ear of wheat touched his body, it brought a stinging pain.
At this moment, Blore felt an unprecedented inexplicable emotion in his heart.
This vast land, which should have been full of vitality and infinite vigor, underwent a drastic change in the blink of an eye, becoming so eerie and full of dangers.
It is like a hideous demon hidden under its charming appearance, quietly baring its sharp fangs, staring at the innocent prey who have unfortunately stepped into the trap and then devouring them mercilessly.
Although what he saw at this moment was a shocking blood-red color, Blore still suppressed his inner uneasiness and physical pain and tried to take a few steps forward cautiously.
However, when his feet touched the ground again, he was shocked to find that what he was stepping on was not solid land, but rippling water and fine sand.
The endless, golden wheat fields just now were now incredibly growing on the vast expanse of water.
This incredible scene shocked Blore, and his mind was in chaos for a moment.
In this split second, Blore suddenly remembered, as if waking from a dream, that this was a vast and turbulent sea!
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