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... sing upon him, daring not to move even a finger lightly.

Yes, Daniele was absolutely right.

He had already reached the peak of high-level Monarchs, mastering strength far beyond his own in every aspect.

It was nearly impossible for him to defeat this man!

Felix’s expression was exceptionally serious, the pressure immense from that perfect body. How on earth could he win?

No matter what, the great Lord of the Lost would protect him.

He firmly believ ...

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