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... een fog was rising.
“Build another mine.”
Goyeom waved his hand. From his pale fingertips, pale green energy crept out.
There were no barriers or wooden fences at his feet.
Only dry soil and poison puddles dotted the ground.
“Immortal, aren't you going to build defense facilities?”
One proxy asked carefully.
The corners of Goyeom’s mouth twisted.
“Barriers?”
He snorted.
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