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... gion to gather information regarding the Undead Race.

Although the Life Region was increasing with the increased Lifespan of the Ancient Heartwood Tree, it was not enough.

According to the [Heavenly Spirit Eye], to completely cure the Ancient Heartwood Tree, he needed the Green Corpse Emperor’s Heart.

Ethan strongly believed that the Green Corpse Emperor was the Final Boss that is required to be killed by him to save the Greenheart Realm.

But, it is suicidal to ve ...

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