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... > The cries of despair from several god-level beings echoed above the Abyss Moon.

"Your Highness..."

"Ahhh! I'm going to die!"

"I'm done for! One more hit and it's over!"

Meanwhile, Noah strolled leisurely away from the Abyss, his interest in the humanoid yet grotesque Abyssal beings virtually nonexistent. At the very least, they'd have to resemble someone as adorably cute as Melusine to catch his attention.

However, a thought struck him: subordinates tend ...

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