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... f attacks, the remaining sound blades continued to gather like a storm cloud hovering over Xu Shu’s head.
Facing such terrifying attacks, it seemed that no matter the means, nothing worked; only death awaited.
This truly seemed like a battle with a predestined outcome!
The Mummy sneered at the sight: "Running out of tricks! With only this much skill, dare you to boast in my presence?"
As a "Scribe", engaging the enemy within this eighty-meter or so range was the b ...
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