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Game of the World Tree - Chapter 391
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... he void.
These black feathers swirled and gathered continuously, before eventually forming a tall, flickering figure within the air, exuding an eerie glow.
This figure was vague and indistinguishable in gender, clad in silver armor, and bearing six pairs of large black wings upon its back.
This was the Fallen Angel, Luria.
At the same time on Fenrir’s right, an eerie melody suddenly began to echo.
The song seemed to have a power that can disturbed the mind ...
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