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... he hole, and the polar cold wind blew, and the helicopter was turned over at any time.

"Mr. Eaton! The life of the hole is found at the bottom of the hole! And..." A research institute brought the computer to Mr. Eaton.

It was a huge monster, but it looked like it was incomplete.

Mr. Eaton’s pupil trembled and he recognized it at a glance: “This is a s-class creature! This is oh!”

"But his life is very weak and it looks like he is dying."

Isaac, wearing a winds ...

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