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... ist began to surge, causing the star sea to quake as if it had sensed their presence. Those white-haired monsters who had lost themselves suddenly roared and pounced on them.

"Haha, you were just ants in your previous life. I can easily suppress you all even if you turn into white-haired monsters."

Their power had vastly increased after becoming a team. Endless mana surrounded them like a galaxy, isolating the unknown gray mist. There was no need for the second-step Wisdom Elite to ...

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