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... mons stood a chance against Pang Guang. They fell one after another, unable to withstand his power.
After a dozen breaths, the air was filled with the savory aroma of skewers.
Chen Yu, rubbing his belly, muttered, “Damn conditioned reflex.”
“Pang Guang, withdraw your divine ability.”
The God Possession resembled more of a ghostly possession than a true divine possession.
Of course, the spirits they summoned were not ordinary wanderers; they were the gods a ...
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