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Chapter 199 - : Cursed Confrontation
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... dentity.
In the center of the battlefield, where everything had fallen apart, a man and a woman stood tall.
"Dogs live on bones."
Dogs that don't know the meaning of the word and show their teeth should be boiled.
Vikir drew on his mana.
At the same time, the hatchling on his left wrist spewed out a web toward the front.
Zap-!
The white mucus, scattered like a sticky mist, spread out in a web, blocking the opponent's vision.
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