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Drip your own blood in the wine, and the soul of the person who drinks the blood wine will be engraved with the words with the ability.

Once the Holy Word is formed, he can send a stronger soul into the body of the person who drinks the blood wine through the words.

Therefore, in essence, this is an act of 'You have to pay for it'.

After he drew the '- soul recovery - sleep state' in the future, he would be able to obtain the souls that recorded all of these p ...

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