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Ian raised his sword, and hazy white mist overflowed from the cracks in the alchemist's armor, but it was not the cold air that ordinary people imagined, but high-heat steam.
But on the contrary, the structure formed by the condensed ice on his back is constantly rising, and finally turns into a shape like a flying wing skeleton, and the real cold mixed with the source quality spews out from it, causing the surrounding raindrops to condense, Turned into bright ice crystals illumina ...
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