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... eptionally wide, and the fierce wind had even flipped open a button on his shirt, with his bandana and the hem of his clothes fluttering noisily.
Liszt’s physical fitness had reached the upper limits of humanity; an ordinary person standing here would have been blown over.
And at this moment, Liszt saw the true face of what was so-called a Magic Puppet.
It was not any kind of cyber-style delicate machinery, but rather something as fierce and bulky as a diesel punk from a ...
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