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... s constantly rippling. A red – Golden figure slowly descended from the sky. His wings were retracted, and his feet stepped on the ground, causing a few gravel to jump up. At this point, the dumb Crow could no longer fly steadily. It had to land on the ground, gather its will power, and resist the impact of the increasingly powerful sword essence with all its heart. It took one step, two steps, three steps, slowly but without stopping. It left the giant rocks full of scratches behind. After walki ...
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