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... nsformed into sharp blades, stood amidst the carnage. The fresh blood had stained her white blades red, and her emotionless, icy face resembled a grime reaper.
The Dragon soldiers inside the tent, already disoriented and unable to resist, scrambled to escape. But even in their sober state, they were no match for 86, who possessed a full B-grade body, let alone in their drunken "alcohol" state.
Like a ghostly assassin, 86 became a proficient killing machine, swiftly reaping the li ...
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