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... Constantine's limbs were weak. He leaned against the wall and slowly sat on the ground. His messy blonde hair and white shirt were soaked with sweat.
Although the battle just now had only been a few minutes, the amount of physical strength he had accumulated had almost reached his limit.
But now, there was no time for him to rest!
He felt that in the last door leading to the hospital pool, there was a huge magical energy being activated. It was the advent ceremony of Mamm ...
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