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... together. Two red clouds emerged and soon turned into two fiery flames. One flew towards the poisonous bees coming in the sky. One flew towards the poisonous snakes, scorpions, and other creatures on the ground.


Hissing from something burning sounded. Then a burnt smell wafted over.


They watched as the poisonous bees fall. The originally neatly lined poisonous snakes, scorpions, and insects began to flee every which way on the ground.


However, other than some ...

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