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... ight, and his combat power is soaring.

He stepped on the ground, with a burning flame on his head, a strange crown like two horns, and a shining chain of rules wrapped around him, as if he was the center of the entire kingdom of God, continuously absorbing the power of the rules of the kingdom of God.

In Surte's left hand, the Raging Flame Aegis seemed to erect a curtain of flames, which seemed to be able to intercept all attacks.

In His right hand, every time the Burning Ex ...

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