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... with such souls even just once a decade. We're already lucky that we've encountered an infant one, because adult ones are a pain in the ass and could also be a pain that can sever my neck." Paimon chuckled and unfroze the bodies of the demons, causing them to fall down lifelessly.

He then picked the bodies up and stored them in a small pouch on his waist that sucked the bodies that were n times larger than its size. Andre widened his eyes with what he saw, but considering that he also h ...

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