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The Founder of Diabolism - Chapter 33
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... es to be enveloped in mist.
Walking straight toward where the left hand pointed, the two of them came upon quite a small village.
A few rails of fencing encircled thatched houses made from mud. A brood of colorful chicks scuttered in and out of the yards, pecking on the ground for rice. A large, bright-feathered rooster stood single-legged on a roof. With a twitching comb, it looked downward loftily, its neck turning left and right. It was fortunate that nobody had any do ...
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