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... ontinuously.
Round after round of silver moons blossomed on the battlefield, the young man leaping in midair, his sword light scattering like the dazzling moonlight pouring down.
He seemed like a Death God reaping souls, and like a dancer performing a joyful dance under the midnight battlefield, rapidly advancing.
Where he leapt past, humanoid figures turned into fragments, and the brilliant yellow crystal shards scattered in the air.
And those "Legions" that woul ...
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