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... wn to his groin, only to vanish instantly.
“…?!”
“?”
For a fleeting moment, my eyes met Nuchka’s.
Both of us stood frozen, metaphorical question marks hanging over our heads.
Long live my Luck stat.
I offered Nuchka a faint, mocking smirk as if to say, Unlucky for you.
Squelch—Thud!
Without a sound, Nuchka’s towering four-meter form split cleanly in two and collapsed to the ground.
Even the artifact he carried, supposedly a ...
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