C411 The Cannon Fodder Needed to Rise(29)

Around the torn dress, looking from the outside to the inside, those formations are all expressing the same message. . .

Save me, save me, please save me! I have no other way to escape, if this continues, I will die, please. . . I beg the person who can see this message, please save me. . .

The densely packed words were filled with despair and pleas