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... ly, it was beyond everyone’s expectations present at the scene.
The short-haired woman and the watermelon-headed girl stared dumbfounded at Pompey, who had been twisted like a pretzel, their mouths ajar in shock and awe.
Accompanied by a series of cracking sounds, the blood of the advanced follower flowed out like a towel being wrung dry, soaking the scorched black earth.
The powerful life force of a Specialized Level being kept him from dying instantly.
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