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... ofeng, the Storm Griffin King, soaring high in the sky.
By this time, the main force led by Count Gao Wen had already charged toward their next target.
Baofeng’s tawny Iron Feathers rustled in the wind. The rider and his mount, like a golden bolt of lightning, quickly flew past the marching columns of the Black Stone Territory.
The land ahead was no longer flat wheat fields, but a series of rolling, ochre-red hills.
In the distance, a castle constructed entirely o ...
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