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Chapter 2: The Pope
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... The beautiful dream scene like a fairy tale made him linger, unwilling to wake up.
Just at a certain moment, a feeling of tranquility and tranquility came, like the bright stars in the velvet night sky, eternal and peaceful.
Truman woke up, his eyes focused, and he looked at the place where the quiet power came from. It was a hundred-meter-high hill. On the top of the mountain, there was a temple building. The entire hill was called the Deep Dark Acropolis by the people of this ...
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