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... in my mind, there is never a need for the undead to enter the realm of elves, nor their cold touch, nor that voice from the Death World, and certainly not the black flames igniting on Heather's land. Fyyian, you and I are not on the same path!"
"Fyyian. Ah! Fyyian..." The disfigurer caressed his face, gazing at the elf in front of him with his small eyes squeezed by swollen tumors: "So you still recognize my name, or maybe you won't call that name again! Yilinrui, you are still so beauti ...
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