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... other programs were turned off during the transmission process."

’I thought so,’ Edward sighed. Even he only sensed a cast spatial force and nothing else. It was too soon to pry into the God Space Artifact. Instead, he focused on the task at hand. No one had passed out, which meant that everyone present was at least Tier 1.

The armor quickly scanned the individual present, and one person dressed strangely glanced at him. ’A Jedi? Interesting.’ This team’s composition was interest ...

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