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... out, and it seemed a bit distorted because of the pain.
His head was aching and his memory was jumbled.
He knew very well that the dark spirit's breath was becoming more and more unbearable in him, and he didn't know how long he could stay strong. At the very least ... he had to send the captured Blood Warcraft to Zhonghua's barracks.
Hou Lan's eyeballs were hesitant. He could acutely feel that the Master and the Black Demon Elite were approaching him constantly. At this spe ...
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