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... ary, clad in steel scale armor, and Iron Bone William, similarly equipped with "Venom," had just broken the final witchcraft shield of the last Evil Alchemist together.

A group of "Skin-Wearing People," gathered around like monsters, swarmed and hacked the despairingly wailing Official Wizard to pieces.

The final battle had concluded.

For a group of Physical Side Transcendents, the highest priority in a battle with a wizard is always ensuring he's silenced forever. Especi ...

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