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... second.
Crack.
His retreating motion suddenly halted, and the tiles beneath his feet explosively shattered.
A robust and powerful hand reached out, accurately grabbing the top of his skull.
The sound of tensing muscles and bones echoed continuously, as a taller youth looked down indifferently, the power in his hand increasing by the moment.
"Killing you is no different from stepping on an ant."
As his words fell, a surge of immense strength erupte ...
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