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... wood.

Suddenly, Kuchi coughed and spit out a few bubbles.

In the violent coughing sound, the rotten wood recovered, the scorched material fell off, and the tender red flesh grew. In the process of rapid cell division, Dorr grew taller and taller, and grew limbs.

After a while, he returned to normal human form, standing barefoot in the deep ocean.

Dole looked around in surprise, the smile on his face gradually exaggerated, and finally he laughed wildly.

"Win, I ...

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