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... saw it, they somehow seemed to get excited, so they approached it and surrounded it.

However, they only gathered around it, like subordinates following their boss.

DING!

(Primordial Sky Wolf!

- Level: 10

- Type: Monster Boss!)

(Warning: Each Monster Boss is extremely dangerous, possessing extremely threatening skills. In every civilization test, when going one-on-one with a monster boss, the success rate of winning is only 5 percent!)

"What ...

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