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... ties in the distance started to crumble and decay. Large numbers of God Minions screamed as blue streams of light spouted from their seven orifices, converging toward the location where the God of Riddles perished.
A core was formed, and Zheng Yichen could feel the pull of the shattered Godhead in his hand.
"No need to stand on ceremony—" Feeling the pull of the Godhead fragment growing stronger, Zheng Yichen immediately leaped forward. With the acceleration provided by the Godhe ...
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