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... m… humm? The Hall of Valhalla? ... bakh! I can’t remember. It doesn’t matter, the fact that you could break the Sigil of Matrix Gaol means that our destinies were bound to be crossed." Although the middle-aged man seemed to be suffering from dementia, he also appeared to be very absent-minded, and he likely wouldn’t be bothered by trivial things like forgetting his own name.
"Break the Sigil?"
"That is correct; this was primarily due to your simple and pure genes."
Wang Tong la ...
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