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... s of the Beckden Mountain range converged, forming the lower reaches of the river.
Once a symbol of the kingdom’s prosperity, it now stood as a mocking reminder of humanity’s defeat, its fortified entrance blocking the way, its blade pointed towards the kingdom.
Whether due to the demons’ twisted preferences or a complete lack of aesthetic sense, Ares’ Bridge was covered in unidentifiable flesh and blood.
Hans, observing from afar, grimaced.
He had witnessed count ...
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