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... reamed across the streets of Farol,
The already extinguished neon lights, the messy tube buildings, the web of magic circuits entangled like bee pupae, the rotting chunks of orc flesh in the slaughterhouse, chaotically luring mosquitoes, the bustling city hall plummeting to the ground amidst the flames.
Tens of thousands of glass windows shattered on the dilapidated streets, splashing piece after piece reflecting the crimson moonlight.
At this moment,
All the rema ...
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