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... res were running towards their direction.
That was a group of middle-aged men, who looked like mercenaries from their attire. However, at this moment, they were no longer as domineering as usual, with pale faces and running around recklessly. Each of them had obvious wounds on their bodies, as if they had been forcefully torn open by wild beasts with their claws, tearing open their clothes and cutting open their flesh. Red blood kept gushing out of their wounds, but none of them stopped ...
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