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... ound of the bell gradually spread out, like the last sorrowful cry of a deep-sea whale about to face demise.
The bell rang 36 times, and the entire city was filled with swords!
In Jinguan City, the drizzling rain was as moist as a pastry, and it poured down densely and contaminated the swords that were drawn by an inexplicable aura and hung up one after another. Water flowed along the tip of the swords and converged to drip, as if the swords were crying.
All the commoners ...
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