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... >Fearless was more practical so he interrupted Wang Yu who was humble-bragging and asked, “The Korean server said that you took Starry Sky City’s God Tower down? The Korean server is still undergoing a huge update.”


“Haha!”


Wang Yu laughed and said, “I did not take it down. I just killed a BOSS and it fell on its own.”


“Ohh?”


Everyone was puzzled and asked, “You met a scene BOSS? What BOSS was it?”


A scene BOSS was the kind of BOSS that once it d ...

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