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... cave got darker and darker, it didn't take long for Bai Chi's figure to walk into a rather large cave.
There is no plant growth in it, only this round table-sized meat blanket is constantly wriggling and growing, melting the flesh and blood of the prey they captured on No. 637.
"Number Three One Seven!"
Bai Chi let out a soft cry, and the figure walked towards a figure curled up on the ground in the cave. When he looked at it, he saw that it was a dead lizard man with only s ...
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