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... t through the thick purple fog, directly entering the vast battlefield.
At that moment, the battlefield, as large as several football fields, was yet to be set up or arranged. The hemispherical dome was towering and empty, with only a large area of rugged gray rocky terrain.
And the sudden fierce clash!
Rumble—
The Tier Five [Abyssal Rot Mud], once having shed its disguise skill, nearly transformed into a massive chariot spraying toxic mist, furiously pursuing the ...
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