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The various sounds on the battlefield mixed together, making one feel as though they were in hell.
White Wizards’ Alchemy Magic Stone Cannons fired fireballs at a rate of thirty rounds per minute—a number that might seem trivial, but when tens of thousands of these cannons roared in unison, the fireballs turned into an apocalyptic rain of fire.
Tens of thousands of fireballs rained down on the Insect Tide like droplets, and the Wizards didn’t even need to aim; every fireba ...
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