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... “Phew, only the final Overlord-class BOSS remains, which is also the most powerful BOSS in the entire dungeon.” Song Jian followed the passage and looked ahead.

The entire Abyssal Shadow dungeon was almost an exact replica of the Abyssal Hell, with lava and flowing magma rivers everywhere. Apart from Abyssal creatures, no other lifeforms could survive here. If a player’s fire resistance wasn’t above sixty points, just standing here would cause continuous loss of Vitality;

The la ...

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