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... strike, the sensation of death grazing past his scalp still gave him a clear sense of his opponent’s strength.
However, before he could catch his breath, a dark shadow suddenly rose from under his feet and turned into a bloodthirsty Werewolf.
It was about to bite down!
"There’s more than one Seventh Rank in this camp!"
Leonard Churchill slightly narrowed his eyes.
He had just teleported; it was impossible to teleport again to dodge.
The cooperation ...
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