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Chapter 418: A Troll Became A Coward
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... t wasn’t that the troll’s blood had some exquisite taste; it didn’t. What mattered was the vitality threading through it, the raw mana pumping inside its veins. That essence was being funneled directly into her skill, fueling the spell that continuously drained her own reserves.
Just looking at her pale, frail figure, it would appear that nothing was happening. But as one watched Diablo’s plight, who now had to fight a troll all on his own, one would understand that something was being t ...
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