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... ne Martial were as loud as thunder.
The sound of blades humming was incessant.
Gongliang Zimo felt as if a heavy hammer struck his head. At this moment, both he and the black-armored military general overseeing the Flying Dragon Battleship thought of the words spoken before their earlier clash. They went through numerous changes in expression, feeling regret and realization, ultimately revealing a bitter look.
The previously spirited Taoist now looked utterly dejected, sa ...
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