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... alace gates, only to be blown away by rumbling explosions as pieces of their former selves.
With a constant drizzle of blood going on, it marked the dark and cruel end of tens of thousands of soldiers.
Zhuo Fan flicked his red right fist and looked uncaringly at the flower spirit held tightly in his left. It was like he was out mowing a lawn or something, and not butchering people, “Which way is it this time? Don’t try to play me, you pint!”
Shuddering in fear ...
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