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... sed everything to go blurry.
When the half-undead saw the fan-shaped ripple covering all possible escape routes, he stumbled back in fear as he felt the deadly energy. While trembling in a corner, he begged for his life.
From Angor’s previous experience, undead souls would dive into the attack without a second thought since they could neither think nor did they know what “fear” was.
It seemed his white bullet did more than arousing intelligence.
No ...
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