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... It was not a magical weapon, yet possessed an incredible power, which was no any weaker than a magical weapon. An ordinary pure steel bolt shot from this crossbow could impale three layers of heavy armor from a mile away. It was an extremely powerful weapon. Together with a specially made ‘Explosive Bolt of Red Flame’, the damage it could deal was no different from a missile fired from a fighter jet in Wu Qi’s knowledge.

With a blink of red light, the arrow had penetrated the girl’s che ...

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