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... p> But very soon.
He found himself sinking into despair, as intense pain surged from the tip of his tongue. Chen Yi realized that he didn't die immediately and that the blood constantly spilling before his eyes was still being tallied on a panel.
'-78!'
'-78!'
Seventy-eight droplets of blood per second?
At this rate, how long would it take for his hundreds of millions of hit points to drop?
"Huff!"
He took a deep breath, mustering his spiri ...
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