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... ue of the Virgin Mary grew more and more abundant, becoming thicker and thicker.
The black tears that fell to the ground did not spread out like water but writhed as if they had their own life and will, gradually converging to form the likeness of a tiny monster.
At the same time, soft murmurs began to echo in Lu Ban’s ears.
These whispers were not human languages but some sort of ancient sound that did not dissipate with the changes in human civilization. It was a sound ...
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