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... ng the robes of the magic caster, Joelson, to flutter in the wind.
A golden flame of combat aura rose from Oswede's body as he watched the battle. He had to use all his strength to resist the wave of air before he could barely stabilize his body.
Looking at the back of Joelson, who was standing like a lone mountain in front of him, his eyes were filled with shock.
He knew that the gap between him and the top geniuses like Joelson and Holy Zither would be huge, but h ...
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