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... seemed to have been drenched by cold water. The Enraged Intent that soared into the sky started to become smaller and weaker.
Looking at the majestic figure in the silver light, the Evil God Tribe's warrior raised its fist and kept on trembling, finding it hard to even clench its fist.
At this moment, the courage it had summoned up in an impulse completely disappeared. Many legends, history, and myths continuously appeared in its mind, telling the warrior that it was impossible to w ...
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