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... kened!
Within Noah’s Dragon Claw, pale Thunder was spreading, covering the Black Abyss Dragon Spear, ready to subdue this warrior, only slightly inferior to a Divine Artifact, if anything were amiss.
"Heh heh, young one, don’t be tense, I’m merely a remnant soul, I can’t do anything to you."
The old voice continued, making one involuntarily envision a kind and benevolent elderly man.
But whether from Odin’s description or the numerous legends Noah collected in the ...
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