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... o be stirred by an ancient demon god, churning ever more tumultuously. The waves clashed with each other, emitting a dull yet deafening roar, like the war drums from an ancient battlefield, pounding incessantly on everyone’s taut nerves.
The barbarian warriors at the forefront appeared like evil spirits crawling out of the Nine Netherworld Purgatory, charging forward with a terrifying momentum, as swift as lightning.
Their skin resembled the bark of a dead tree weathered for mill ...
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