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... p> A large amount of blood fell like rain.
There was only a corpse that had been cut into two on the ground in front of them. It was the leader’s corpse!
“Hey, don’t you want to hear how much he’s paying?”
Zangula carefully wiped his sweat, his expression somewhat speechless.
Matthew shrugged.
” It doesn’t matter. I know the Witherer Disciples. They are one of the few groups in the world that are poorer than the necromancers.”
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