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... e tyrant’s face was deathly pale; accompanied by black and red lines that faded in and out, all the scales on his body were shifting and undulating, withering and falling off. Mixed with pus and blood, they fell onto the jade bed, emitting light but piercing sounds.
His original core was broken, and his spiritual power was exhausted. It took almost all his mental strength to suppress the pain and curse. He could only lift a little of the curse every day, and at this rate, it would take him ...
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