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... ierced the heavens, staining the already dim sky of the Dimensional Battlefield crison.
In an instant, a nauseating stench of blood filled the air.
Meng Anwen’s expression darkened, “There’s more than one formation!”
His senses spread outward. As the blood formation in Fortress No. 9 activated, the blood formations in Fortress No. 8, Fortress No. 7… every fortress responded in turn.
Fortress No. 9 was not unique. It was merely the trigger.
As a God-level F ...
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