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... his scabbard was covered in a shiny patina, all proof of passing time.
If it wasn’t for the manner in which he had appeared—and the suppressive might covering the entire battlefield—no one would’ve noticed that this unassuming old hunter was the Storm Duke of Fort Continent.
The duke walked step by step toward Qianye. The latter only watched as the werewolf entered within a hundred meters of him, which was the safe distance between divine champions, then thirty meters, which ...
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