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... el the surrounding abyssal energy increasing.
These energies were like long-lost friends, actively drawing closer to him, encircling him, forming a strange resonance.
"Bloodline Altar... this imprisoned ’mini-abyss’..."
The Holy Disc murmured softly, a near-pitying emotion in its voice: "Today, I shall grant you freedom."
Passing through several ruined corridors, he finally reached the core area of the control node—a vast circular space where an ancient stone plat ...
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