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... vines and flew into the air, looking back below with some concern.
The huge stone rod of two hundred meters is like a mountain photographed on the face. This feeling becomes more and more obvious in McGonagall's perception as the stone rod approaches.
And those flashing red skulls should be the grievances of the strong men who died under this stone stick, which can bring some oppression and discomfort to the opponent.
However, that is all.
McGonagall's eyes didn't fl ...
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