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... t as Ian touched the Dead River Armament, his eyes began to spin with one after another hazy vortex of mist.
Endless light and shadow intertwined with blurry fragments of illusion to form one different world and omen after another.
Different from prophetic dreams, and also different from that vague prophecy eight years ago, this time, what appeared before Ian’s eyes were omens that seemed as real as life itself.
And the first omen soon emerged before Ian’s gaze.
I ...
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