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... walked side by side with grave expressions. They could no longer concern themselves with the safety of the various groups; it was estimated that more than half had already died or been injured.

When Gu Fan and Su Hui arrived at a certain location, they saw a scene of corpses everywhere, with blood flowing like rivers, and most of the bodies on the ground were vampires.

The only ones among the various groups that could overpower the vampires were from the Hunter’s Guild, and it se ...

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