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... iu Yin was not only angry, but also amused, "You made it?"

   "It is the order of the continent."

   "Is there order in the mainland?"

"Have."

   "Who decided?"

   "The power that makes eternity end."

   "The power to end eternity?"

   Xiu Yin was stunned for a moment, but immediately realized, "Is this the decay after Qi Yao ended eternity?"

  Alexander II didn't answer right away, and he looked up at the sky.

   "Do you know why t ...

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