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Chapter 1218 - : Section 1219 Darklands
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... ck, and nothing could be seen.
However, at that moment, Wodell gently tossed the oil lamp he was holding in his hand.
The lamp finally landed steadily in the center of a small hill made of white bones, and with the help of the dim light, one could vaguely see a tall throne not far away.
Is this the Darklands? A pile of skeletons and a decrepit throne?
As Angel was pondering this, Wodell lightly tapped the void with his bony scepter, and a cold breeze blew past, dr ...
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