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... ad by the Fallen Angel Great Elder, the people of the imperial capital, who had already fled far away, felt a chill throughout their bodies, a tingling sensation on their scalps as if the spreading ripples were the scythe of death.
The sturdy walls of the imperial capital were instantly dented and pierced through, while the houses along the way were flattened like wild grass swept by a gale.
Seeing these ripples about to reach the terrified citizens retreating in the city, Leslie ...
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