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... his legacy.
"It’s over...it’s over...the efforts of our ancestors...turned out...turned out to be all in vain..." The Saint Lord with the ice mask collapsed to the ground, his face pale and bloodless.
"Hang in there—ahh—" The representative of the Diyalisos Divine Clan let out a hoarse howl, facing the dark rift from which countless erratic, multicolored substances spewed out crazily. Many deities were devoured in an instant, and from within erupted earth-shattering roars. The si ...
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