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... hair was drenched, rainwater streaming down his cheeks as he looked at the plant machine embedded in the soil in front of him, conversing with the Ancient Immortal in his mind.
Suddenly, his eyes narrowed slightly, his whole being half-awake and half-asleep, his movements becoming stiff like a puppet... He was about to be controlled by the Ancient Immortal again!
"Ptooey..."
He spat out a mouthful of bloody foam into the rain, leaving a trail of blood on his lips. It turn ...
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