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Chapter 342 It’s Pointless
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... e air, followed by a deafening clang. Sir Cedric, fueled by adrenaline, felt a surge of hope.
But as the light faded, revealing a cold defiant expression on Akun's face, the hope turned to ash in his mouth.
The blade, miraculously intact, lay at the tip of Akun's black silver chestplate, smoke curling from the point of contact.
Akun remained unfazed as he said. "Five attacks remain, Knight Captain," he spoke in a cold, taunting voice. "How many more pointless displays do ...
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