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... rrified to see a ghost, and shouted in disbelief: "God ?!"
The half-kneeled shrine didn't bother him, but stood strong and wanted to stand up, but the thunderstorm forced him to kneel down again, and the three thousand hairs spread like this and fluttered in a mess. With each hair strand intertwined with purple lightning.
He seemed to be enduring the pain, and his stunning face was pale and even a little distorted.
"God, you ..." Zu Long rushed forward and wanted to help him ...
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