Before his eyes lay nothing but a city and land riddled with holes, endless corpses, blazing fires, and billowing black smoke.
And above it all, darkness seemed to hang over everything.
This darkness was formless and intangible, invisible to the naked eye, yet it appeared directly within one's consciousness.
With a single glance, one could see that place shrouded in darkness, as though it had swallowed everything.
And the darkness itself was an indescribable, unspeakably terrifying and powerful consciousness, conveying only one will—destruction!
Destruction!
Death!
This was the ultimate destiny of the universe, unavoidable and inescapable.
All things would eventually perish. Only the Grim Reaper was immortal!
Merely by looking into that darkness through the eyes in the painting, by some method he still could not explain, Shen Feng felt his consciousness beginning to turn frenzied. An uncontrollable urge to destroy everything surged within him.
The Grey Tide was controlled by his subconscious and gathered around him. Sharp tentacles danced through the air, like a massive tentacled monster looming at his side, aimed at Joey, Martha, and the others.
He wanted to kill!
Kill everyone!
"Shen Feng!" Jingwei's voice instantly rang out in his mind, jolting Shen Feng awake.
Then, it directly used the Silicon-Based Brain to control his body. He woke from his previous frenzy, turned his head with difficulty to look to the side, and temporarily broke eye contact with the eyes in the painting.
That violent sensation instantly receded like the tide, and Shen Feng's consciousness regained its clarity.
He frowned at the painting beside him, feeling deeply puzzled.
When he looked into the eyes in the painting again, the previous sensation was gone.
It was as if that observation transcending the limits of time and space could only occur under certain specific conditions. Once missed, it