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... tightly, only to feel a heart-piercing pain rapidly spreading through his body, as if countless tiny poisonous insects were gnawing madly within his veins. His face instantly turned pale as paper, and large beads of sweat rolled off his forehead, soaking his disheveled hair.
The dark figure let out a sharp and satisfied laugh, echoing over the Soul-breaking Cliff like a ghostly wail, sending chills down one's spine. "I have carefully laid a special poisonous mist on this Soul-breaking C ...
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