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... sensed Kraush’s blow and were already trying to dodge.

However, a few gods weren’t quick enough and ended up meeting their end in the chaos.

On top of the corpses of the fallen gods, a thick gray mist filled the surroundings.

Normally, one would sharpen their senses due to the obscured visibility, but

Kraush didn’t need to do that right now.

Because inside that fog,

the starlight of Gwaejon was clearly felt.

‘Here it comes.’

The mom ...

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