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... akes fluttering, the north wind whistling~~
In the Temple of Destruction, the figure of the God of Destruction was lonely and heavy. He sat on the high and mighty divine throne, his gaze empty as he looked forward. Heaven and earth were a sheet of a vast gray, as if the entire world had lost its color. Around the divine throne, an aura of destruction lingered, causing the entire divine temple to be shrouded in a sheet of oppression.
"Why? Why is it like this?" The God of Destruct ...
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