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... erram Prison regained its tranquility.
The previous battle seemed only like a fleeting nightmare. At this moment, the Great Love Poet stood alone in this open and quiet corridor, surrounded by the still silent stone walls and faint curse mark lights.
He quietly savored the latest mark he had acquired.
As well as the seeming changes in his spirit after acquiring three marks.
It seemed somewhat similar to the side effects of humans overusing the Demon Magic Text. ...
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