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... tmost guarantee for such speed!
Nedved sniffled, holding the bow in his left hand and pinching an Immortal Thorn in his right, squinting left and right as he observed for a long time. He playfully tormented this desperate Desert Elf Archer, just like shooting a small bird, finally piercing through the Elf’s groin and burying his despair—as he said, the more arrogant the opponent, the more he would spare their life, only leaving them with lifelong humiliation.
The Elf Archer’s han ...
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