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... magic was activated, Jura, who had taken Serena's blow from the front, staggered and retreated behind him. His eyes were full of shock as he looked at Serena.

"I lost..."

As Jura struggled for a while, he finally couldn't overcome the overwhelmed body with willpower, and collapsed to the ground, fainting.

"One of the ten great magisters, Moxicura! Has been hunted..."

Serena didn't even look at Jura who fell to the ground. He took out a small notebook from the trouser ...

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