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... ef at the blood-red sickle in his hand.
A good many cracks had emerged on his sickle. The next moment, his sickle split into pieces with a clap.
Everyone was dumbstruck, while the bald man was all the more mindblown.
His bloodred sickle was not just any magic weapon, but an authentic superior third-grade magic weapon!
Many experts of the Saint Realm would turn red-eyed and fight maniacally over this grade of weapon. Given that its rigidity was indubitable, how did ...
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