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Chapter 377: The Game of Gods: Painting Contest 8
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... ing into her body to harvest her blood. The crimson liquid flowed up the vines, disappearing to some unknown destination.
Worse still, one thorn meticulously scraped off her scales, layer by layer. At that moment, her draconic majesty was gone. The proud ice dragon now resembled nothing more than a helpless fish on a butcher’s slab.
Rita’s eyes burned with fury, her vision almost red with rage. She prepared to end her own life to escape, but Frenzied Shark’s voice cut through the ...
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