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... d not to get the answer.
His breath rapidly decays, losing its vitality in just two or three seconds. His trembling hands droop and drag on the ground.
"Thud."
The streets are full of traces ravaged by the fierce wind.
Bai Xiao stops and slowly releases the black robed corpse in his hands.
He raises his head, glancing at the misty moonlight, his helmet mask like a blue sapphire, faintly emanating a bluish flame.
Wing-level Armor, Blue Crystal Fire ...
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