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... riented, but at this moment he was entirely cloaked in a crimson hue, so outsiders couldn’t discern much. Ziling of the Crimson Army finally understood the true meaning of the Crimson Army. The red glow on his body not only hadn’t weakened but had grown even more intense. Ziling, having put everything on the line, hadn’t gone all out in his previous battle with the Heavenly Patroller, nor had the Heavenly Patroller. His figure slowly descended, surrounded by the red glow, making it seem as if he ...

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