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... wings stood before them. The stone statues of the dead held their tomahawks tightly behind them, ready to attack at any time.
The voice came from the darkness ahead. That gave off an inexplicable sense of oppression.
The low roar sounded like a wild beast that hunted its prey.
'Roar!'
The voice suddenly broke through. A monster with a body twisted like a fried dough twist, a spear-like tail, and a fierce gaze appeared under the illumination of the dark red light. ...
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