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Chapter 2: Heaven Dragon Realm
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... land like a suffocating blanket. The bitter tang of gunpowder clung to the air, mixing with the stench of charred earth.
Wei Long's boots struck the ground in a frantic rhythm—thud-thud-thud—each step trembling with desperation. His breaths came in short, ragged gasps.
He wasn't running.
He was fleeing.
For all his years as a decorated soldier, experience became useless. Fear was all over him—his entire being as a human, overtaking every instinct he'd spent decade ...
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