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... ground. Although these bones were temporarily constructed by the Grape, they possessed the texture of being over a hundred years old,
With his ultra-high “Perception” and as a Prototype Master by profession, he could envision an extremely evil black wizard in his mind,
When he reached out to touch the black skeletons that were disintegrating, the image in his mind became more concrete, and even eyeballs emitting black smoke seemed to want to crawl up Reagan’s arm, corroding his ...
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