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... lized in large-scale military operations.

Notable among them were war mages specialized in offensive and mass destruction magic, and necromancers and elementalists who controlled armies of the dead and spirits.

Ihayul was among all three of them.

As a result, Ihayul set up defenses, summoning golems, spirits, and elementals before entering the inner world.

‘Mistake... book...’

Ihayul, rolling helplessly on the ground, realized his error.

The plan h ...

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