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... urging within his mind as he quickly assessed the dire predicament before him. There was neither fear nor hesitation; only the cold precision born from a lifetime of battle and survival remained.

Without faltering, the Neo-Demon raised his sword, Sky Devourer, high into the air and swung it decisively toward the newly emerged group of Prima Deities ascending from the Eternal Kingdom of the Lord of Ages.

Those powerful Late-Stage Prima Deities, beings who could normally withstand ...

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