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... f the abyssal rift has been far too frequent recently.

In the past, it might be years or even decades before an abyssal rift appeared once in an area. In contrast, he had just dealt with the abyssal rift within the Ability Academy this year and not even half a year later, a second one had appeared in the same district.

It didn’t seem like a coincidence.

“…” Wen Yao choked.

She looked toward Shi An for help, hoping the other party could say something.

Only ...

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