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... hands, and the ancient vine umbrella that rose into the sky suddenly burrowed toward the ground and disappeared in the blink of an eye, leaving only a slowly healing crack in the ground.
The rain stopped.
The long street is chilly.
"The storage of the 'black spots' has been completed. I will submit a file on this incident to the council, saying that the survey was wrong and that the extraordinary source of matter was just spilled." He said softly: "The blazing fire devour ...
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