Pitch-black.
When Lan Qingyou came to her senses after the shocking realization that she had fallen under an illusion, all she felt was darkness.
The phrase "so dark you can't see your hand in front of your face" described it perfectly.
No...
Now that she thought about it, Lan Qingyou wasn't even sure she had actually reached out.
There was no doubt about it.
What had just happened had shaken her to the core.
It was every bit as shocking as the time, several years ago, when she'd first arrived in this world and been forced to crawl on the ground amid a magical turbulence.
And back then, she could at least say she'd been careless because she didn't know any better.
But this time was different...
She had been completely caught off guard because she'd underestimated her opponent.
Tsk, tsk... Things had gone so smoothly lately that she'd lost her cautious streak.
She'd even said things like, "They're nothing special."
Looking back now, she couldn't have been more ridiculous.
But where was she now?
Going by what had happened, the mouth above her should have eaten her.
Which meant she was inside one of those tentacle monsters?
No, that couldn't be right.
If she were inside its stomach, she should at least be able to feel herself being squeezed or something.
Unless her body had already been dissolved and only her consciousness remained.
Otherwise, she ought to be able to feel something.
Come to think of it, did a tentacle monster even have an organ like a "stomach"?
It was a difficult question.
At least, Lan Qingyou didn't particularly want to think about it right now.
After all, compared to whether a tentacle monster had a stomach, she wanted more than anything to get out.
For one thing, she