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... looked forward to the day when over a hundred Hell Mantises were at his beck and call, so without another word, a knife flashed out from his storage ring and as though he was bleeding someone else out, he did not feel pained in the least as he cut open another bloody opening on his palm, immediately painting every dark egg with fresh blood once more.
He used the immortal herb to again heal the wound on his palm, then held the bunch of hair strands in his hand, and invoked the secret ...
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