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Chapter 257: Seven Colors, One Blade
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... bits by a mysterious force.
'Trr~'
An eyeball that had started rolling after falling on the ground came to a stop at the team leader's foot.
"Huup"
He had a sudden urge to throw up as he looked at the horrifying state of the Butler Mo's remains.
The golden bushes around the tree were rained with Butler Mo's blood, while Zhao Luo was pulling out the sword.
"Here goes nothing."
Zhao Luo mumbled as he gave it the last pull while jumping backward and the pa ...
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