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Chapter 70: The Cycle of Pain
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... It knitted flesh, bone and thought back into existence — only to detonate again.
A brilliant flash. Agony. Repeat.
Vergil was now shackled to an unending cycle of agony and rebirth.
His face had been charred, his right arm blown apart, his body pierced by the spike.
These experiences made him no stranger to pain. He fought and endured through it all.
Yet none of it compared to the soul-shattering torment of his head exploding.
Over and over again. ...
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