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... Blood-colored Butterfly could keep up with him and not get lost.
At this moment, in the Blood-colored Forest.
The Blood Saint looked grim. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚
The number of Blood-colored Skeleton Troops was dwindling.
These were his reserves, and using them meant losing them.
Such a loss made the Blood Saint’s heart ache immensely.
It was like taking a dagger and gouging a piece of flesh out of his heart.
"Damn it."
"Haven ...
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