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... - For Defeating the Demon King, He Was Executed

"Haa..."

His breath was heavy.

In one hand, he held a dagger, now useless with its blade broken.

In the other, a magic staff was so drenched in blood that its original color was unrecognizable.

His hands trembled, and with each shiver, drops of blood fell to the ground.

Everywhere he looked, everything was stained red with blood.

If there was a place called Hell, surely this was it. ...

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