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... he capital.
Countless shadows shrouded and swept over, extending numerous circular tentacles, carrying a mysterious dread, a cold aura like the desolation of the ancient universe, an emotionless cold machine.
Grace, the Master of the Demon Realm, suddenly lifted her head. This manipulator behind the era’s scenes, her expression immediately changed, feeling that thought as warm as a mother’s embrace, the end of all life.
"No wonder..."
She suddenly had a complete e ...
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