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Chapter 92: Saint Gabriel Vs. The Warlords
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... own. The air around them grew thick with a palpable sense of dread. Haruto’s sixth sense screamed at him to flee, a primal instinct that demanded distance from this man who radiated power like none he had ever encountered before. Even the colossal Behemoth, whose towering form had dominated the battlefield, didn’t evoke this level of fear. It was a deep, unsettling feeling, like standing in the shadow of death itself.
What was even stranger was the reaction of the Saints. These elite war ...
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