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... tly felt the crushing pressure of being overshadowed by a massive boulder.
The pink-haired girl planted one long leg in front of the other in an archer’s stance atop the vehicle, her feet seeming rooted to the roof, flames flickering in her gaze.
She bent slightly at the waist, gripping the hilt of the Fire Dragon Sword.
A surge of momentum was brewing.
Even as a Sequence 3 sword immortal adept in sword qi, the pink-haired girl could not be confident she could fin ...
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