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... just two or three breaths. The time is only - when the light of the white sè shines on the surrounding warriors, these warriors are like the snow falling in June, braving the white smoke, instantly melting into a pile of fly ash
"How can the Holy Light be how you can use the Holy Light?"
It wasn't just that Trify's warriors braved the smoke, and Trifie himself began to emit a faint smog; even with the cover of the cloak, it was difficult to cover the smoke from the neckline and cuf ...
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