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... sticky blood. There was a familiar smell in the room. Lüer’s blood smelled like a peach.
As the Mana at the tip of my hand increased, a foreign force began to intervene in the room. This space was already in contact with the sculpture of God. The ritual was in progress and could no longer be taken back.
It fell, looking up at me. Lüer died without a single scream, and its pupils began to relax toward me slowly.
“… Keugh!”
I barely swallowed a scream.
It was ...
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