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... Nyoi-Bo Studio
The light of the permanent star streamed through between the torrent of broken metal pieces and the corpses of those soldiers.
The space looked like a quiet grave.
The huge iron broadsword looked like a monument after it sliced open the battleship.
The vast majority of the soldiers had died the moment the iron broadsword arrived. Their hearts and meridians were shattered by the quaint broadsword will, ...
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