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A series of black shadows bloomed like black mandalas, the flower of hell, and an unpredictable atmosphere of darkness and death suddenly floated in the air.
Everyone felt that those shadows dropped frames and kept flickering.
Standing on the same spot, Masato Kusao, who was holding a small dagger both front and back, also turned into afterimages in the terrifying ringing sound, and the two had collided countless times in the blink of an eye.
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