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... the 20-odd people in the sky with complete terror!

They never believed that they would ever witness a person above god-level!

Even Lindelof and the other two god-level powerhouses on the Earth felt their eyelids flickering rapidly as they oozed sweat profusely!

“What should we do! How can we defeat them?”

The three god-level powerhouses began to shiver as their bodies grew goosebumps all over.

Right then, a terrifying sound wave arrived, “Hello, human and ...

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