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... legs, desperately running forward.
The swarm of mice behind him was like a ripple of waves, numbering at least several million. Although the combat power of one mouse was not to be feared, with so many mice, even if Lin Mo killed them, he would die of exhaustion.
"Flame Talisman!"
While sprinting, Lin Mo didn't even turn his head, pulling out various talismans from his pocket and tossing them behind him.
Several flames about a hundred meters long blocked behind L ...
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