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“Move!”

A medium-sized but muscular black guy got on a small armored car. After that, ten armored vehicles rushed toward the Goddess Palace like a torrent in the dessert.

The black guy was one of the nine soul-reaper messengers of the Netherworld who was the Black Emissary called Drogba. He never got tired in a war.

“Move!”

White Emissary Letan Waever was a pure white with similarly built as Drogba. And he loved playing with cold wea ...

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