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... e king of the gods must have finished the actions of the protoss of their own, let them come everywhere and then release the purpose of the gods. The role is definitely great, but the problem is that the protoss are gone now. How should God King start?

Li Huailin considered it a little bit. Of course, there are two aspects to the target of the King of God. One side is the npc side and the other side is the player side. Of course, the big head to consider, or the player's side, at least Li ...

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