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Chapter 142: City of the Ignorant (5)
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... ong and the elf turned their heads almost simultaneously.
Beyond the rubble of a collapsed building, the sound of approaching footsteps echoed clearly.
Yeomyeong frowned slightly as he realized the footsteps were unnaturally light.
This wasn’t a matter of footwork or mana—it was impossible for someone with flesh and muscle to produce footsteps that weightless.
"Who are you? Identify yourself."
Before he could finish his question, something cloaked in rags ...
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