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... in luxurious houses others In ordinary outposts.

However they all had one thing in common.

Barracks.

They all had one barracks or the other where they trained the troops according to the schematics of the blacksteel family. After the journey to the mountains, they had compiled methods to fight and kill the myriad monsters around the hallowed beast.

They still needed to fight their way into its lair killing off all its minions until finally facing the abomination w ...

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Sitting under the ginkgo tree in leisure time, looking at the dust and clouds in the distance,

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