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... The liquid metal armor shifted, hardening into jagged, muscular plates. He kicked off the air, breaking the sound barrier instantly. He crossed the fifty feet between them in a microsecond, his massive fist drawn back for a blow that carried the kinetic weight of a falling moon. He was Level 70. His base stats alone were enough to shatter continents.
Alvian didn’t use his spear. He didn’t want to just kill the King; he wanted to break his spirit completely.
Alvian caught the punc ...
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