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... past, nor did he cry out for help, but turned around and faced the dark fog.
The two sharp claws protruded from the black mist made a hissing sound as soon as they hit his neck, as if the palm of the meat was pressed against the hot red iron plate, and immediately roasted black, and a purple flame was set on fire.
"Ahhh!" The black mist disappeared instantly, revealing the debt-gathering ghost with blue-faced fangs. He shook both hands and stepped back a few times. The misery cont ...
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