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... n Tola was walking on the way to the arena with a long blade in his hand, he met many people who had lost their armor and armor, looked terrified, and looked like crazy people passing by, and fled desperately in the opposite direction. .

"Ah! Ah! Ah! It's a monster, a dragon, a devil! He's going to eat us alive and smash the world to pieces!"

Apparently, they were all militants of the Federation who had escaped from the arena. At the beginning, Tuola dismissed them at all. In his e ...

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