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... ike war drums, pounding against the chest. Yellow sand billowed as dust blanketed the skies. Through the swirling haze, faint outlines of monstrous visages emerged. Not just one or two, but tens of thousands of them, charging in unison. The sheer sight was enough to shatter one's courage and steal one's soul.
From behind a dune, Zhao Ju's heart quivered as he gazed at the scene. Though he was nearly five kilometers from the City of No Return, the oppressive roar rattled his spirit. He co ...
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